March is the month many of us wait for all winter. December is wonderful because after a
long summer it feels so good to be back on our winter rivers. In January, that newness kind of wares
off and the reality of catching a cold-blooded animal in 33-degree water temps.
becomes painfully obvious; There is a lot of cold, wet days between fish or
even a single pull. The month of
February brings us more hope, and a few more fish. Things start to look up in February. But March is when it all hit’s the
fan. The fish can’t help but to
feel the primal pull of the rivers and neither can we. The water is warmer, the days are
longer, and those half-hearted plucks of mid-winter are a thing of the
past. March is when steelhead
don’t just eat the fly, they try to kill it. For winter steelhead addicts, there isn’t a better month to
be on the water.
-SB
Ed Hepp finds winter hope... Photo Jeff Hickman
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