As I sit here this morning and the therometer says 5 degrees this thread provided a little warmth. I started thinking about grilling a few trout stuffed with a clove of garlic and sun dried tomatoes.
But atlast I'm chicken and just can't find the intestional fotitude to wade a stream to catch the trout this morning. I'm up for starting the grill if someone else will take the plundge so to speak.
There is no greater fan of fly fishing than the worm. ~Patrick F. McManus, Never Sniff a Gift Fish, 1979