in Erie and hooked 5 and landed one. The next day I hooked and lost one small jack.
But the story of the day was the people I met from Pa, including 2 college students who are new to fly fishing. These people once again restored my faith in the Erie sportsmen and women. Eager to learn, courteous, and friendly are the best way to describe this group. It is also comforting to know the younger people in the group will be the fisherman of tomorrow. The sport will be in great hands with these guys (and girls). So glad to see young women pursuing the sport of fly fishing.
Now off to the NY streams that were finally fishable. After I wish happy birthday to my son, Michael. Happy Birthday and God bless you, buddy. Love you…dad.