Is there anything better than a trout stream on one of the first hot days of early summer?
Yes, being on that same stream as the heat of the day bleeds into the cool hours of dusk! In June, the low light seemingly lasts forever. Bugs hover in the air over the swirling waters. The trout look up. We look down. And we all stare goggle-eyed as night finally wins out. You crawl up the bank and quickly peel off wet waders. You turn the ignition key and slam the car door silencing, at least for a day, the river sounds you love. You flip on your headlights to follow the two tracks leading you through the alfalfa field to the cattle guard and the asphalt that sends you home.
Yes, being on that same stream as the heat of the day bleeds into the cool hours of dusk! In June, the low light seemingly lasts forever. Bugs hover in the air over the swirling waters. The trout look up. We look down. And we all stare goggle-eyed as night finally wins out. You crawl up the bank and quickly peel off wet waders. You turn the ignition key and slam the car door silencing, at least for a day, the river sounds you love. You flip on your headlights to follow the two tracks leading you through the alfalfa field to the cattle guard and the asphalt that sends you home.
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