Trolling for Fishing Holes

Drive by any inland body of water and there they are on the side of the road. Trucks or cars parked in dusty, rocky paths. Look even closer and you will see them. The early bird spring fishers.

Rustling through their tackle boxes, rigging poles, or even congregating in small boats, these are the real addicts. Spring, you see, is feasting time for fish, as they have spent months hibernating under ice or in very cold water (in northern states). As the warmer weather comes, so do the bugs. A bug lands on the surface and wham, it is a feeding frenzy.

I can spot these folks every year. I know what they are doing, as I drive by and gaze longingly at them. But then I snap out of it and realize how grateful I am to have a job. I begin to realize that these people must work the night shift to be able to fish during the morning hours.

Just the other day, I was at a state park. As I drove in, I saw the state sign for fishing (trout) limits -- emblazoned on the dark wood hut in a worse-than-highlighter yellow. I had no idea that fishing was even allowed in this particular park.

Look around and take note. Fishing spots are getting popular. Take a kid fishing. Go by yourself. But don't forget your license.

Here are links for Connecticut and New York.
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