They’re biting: My dad called in the afternoon to say “they’re biting all over the lower pond.” I wrapped up and headed over to meet him. He hooked the first fish, a 4 inch long horned pout. A surprise to both of us. After multiple aggressive strikes on his dry fly by infant horned pout, he eventually managed to bring in the beautiful young native brook trout. I caught a 12 inch brookie just under the surface a little later in the afternoon.