I caught my first trout of the season today at Streeter Pond on a fly recommended by Chris and Brian, two of the pond’s native sages. Five small rainbows, one medium chunky, and a big missed tug have me willing to finally relinquish. Tonight, the last bit of winter holds in the ravines of Mount Washington faintly lit by an emerging yellow moon. Although the air is still sweater worthy, this huge candlelight moon is proof that summer is on its way. And the fishing will be good.