Ellis Gets a Rainbow

At 12 weeks, it’s time to get Ellis on the fly.  Maria and I load him into the boat for his maiden voyage and load an additional passenger…a very reliable catcher.  Today, Nome works hard to sort through her catches to determine which is most likely a “dog trout”.  “Cat trout” detest puppy snouts and will let you know it with a swift swing of the tail.

It’s the last of the late Fall fishing that allows a shiver free pond outing as the sun dives ever deeper in the afternoons.  As we depart the water’s edge I have only one concern…  that Ellis might have the impression that this fly fishing stuff is “easy”!