Hello and welcome to the blog. It’s been a crazy start to the new week. First, I’ve had to postpone the spring trout fishing trip. The Decorah area is receiving about 6 inches of snow. In fact, most every trout stream is forecast to get another round of nasty weather. No big loss. Right now Iowa is experiencing record low temperatures. I’m going to wait a couple weeks and go when it’s warmer. Lots of food was packed – nothing wasted though – it will get eaten at home.
Monday morning was spent in Cedar Rapids at the Federal Courthouse. No biggie – it was just a routine legal matter — no free food or housing offered. But afterwards I remembered that just two miles away there had recently been a bunch of trout stocked in the old quarry. I fished it unsuccessfully for an hour and froze my butt off. But the damage was done. The trout bug had bitten!
I returned Monday night and was brooding just a bit. A few days off from work had been scheduled but as the time approached, the trip plans dissolved. This week the temperature should have been in the 50s. It’s in the thirties with a lot of wind, sleet, and snow. Yuck!
This morning about 5:00 AM, I woke up and listened to the radio about the approaching storm. An announcer was discussing the weather in Northeast Iowa and mentioned the town of Colesburg. I jumped up and said “They stocked Little Turkey yesterday!” This trout stream is one of the closest to home and offers beautiful scenery… and for a few hours it would possible to get some fish today before conditions worsened. Jenny rolled over and looked at me like “So what?”
The cat watched as socks and shoes flew on in record time. I grabbed her and the laptop in my arms and put them in the van, starting to head north at 5:30 AM. It was misting at this point. Neither one of us had breakfast yet! Serendipity is the siracha of life to this fishing nut.
The trout stream was in pretty good shape, although a little low. By this time the mist turned to spits of rain and the temperature was dropping. Jenny didn’t even get to play outside but she didn’t seem to mind. I held her before and after fishing and she purred, just enjoying a little time away from home and in Daddy’s arms.
I walked about three miles to catch 3 fish. In fact, I never saw any tracks indicating that the stream had been stocked. One might assume these were holdover fish from last fall’s October planting. They were few and far between but that makes it all the more fun. I only caught three but am grateful for each. It was a really enjoyable time… and after not having caught a dang thing since the first of the year, I’m grateful. There is another reason this fisherman is also relieved.
For the last month or so I’ve had some breathing problems. It seems to be just bronchitis / asthma type stuff but for several nights it was difficult to sleep. While trying to awaken one morning – kind of in the twilight state – I dreamed that a voice said, “You’ve caught your last trout.” It shook me up a lot the last couple of weeks. Thank goodness that the “curse” is broken… and now there are some lovely fillets in the fridge. Some time dreams seem so real.
Work has been busy as heck as we’re adapting to a few staffing changes. Buddy Brandon decided to stay on and train as General Manager – a big relief! He is “fishing friendly.” While I’d taken some time off for this week it is easy to get the hours back… and then some. More time is scheduled off two weeks from now when the weather is forecast to be much warmer and the fish stocking schedule is nearly the same. The camping trip might be scaled back just a bit but will be enjoyed all the more by both Van Trekkers!
That’s about it for now. There are still going to be new dishes cooked up on the next outing – whenever the weather wants to behave.
Thanks for visiting and happy spring camping!
Brad and Jenny
Jones County, Iowa