Today's article is a remix from fall of 2018. You can find it here: Redd Fish -- Should we fish for trout through the spawn or stay home? Enjoy the day. Domenick Swentosky T R O U T B I T T E N domenick@troutbitten.com

Today's article is a remix from fall of 2018. You can find it here: Redd Fish -- Should we fish for trout through the spawn or stay home? Enjoy the day. Domenick Swentosky T R O U T B I T T E N domenick@troutbitten.com
Today was full of colors well past their season. Patchy green grass lay beside dying moss on limestone, and a sprig of blushing maple stubbornly gripped its parent branch through early white frost. All if it was accompanied by wild trout in the richest oranges and...
** Note: This January 2015 post is rewritten and revisited here. So many of our favorite waters are accompanied by railroad tracks, and walking the familiar but odd stride required by the spacing of the wooden ties has become instinctive to me. The tracks are a...
** Author's Note ** This Troutbitten story was originally written in the winter of 2016.. It is updated and expanded here. God, I love the winter. I slammed the 4Runner's hatch and heard it -- nothing, just silence. In this cold canyon, sharp sounds reverberate off...
I was either born or raised with an abundance of fishing optimism.
. . . No matter the situation, I have an ability to regroup and believe in big possibilities again. Within a few hours of making it home and saying to my sons, “It was kinda slow,” I’m ready for more. After a bowl of cereal and a few talks with friends, after a couple flies tied with something just a little different than last time, I always find a reason to believe the next trip will be better . . .
So far this winter my nymphing game has been a little off — the numbers aren’t there. Maybe it’s me and maybe it’s the fish, but either way, my best efforts to recreate what I’ve gotten used to in the winter haven’t produced. So on many days, after receiving the...
Hatch Magazine published an article that I wrote. You can find it here. "Truth is, most diehard fishermen aren't all that diehard. A lot of fishermen are looking for reasons not to fish. Sound absurd? I’ve had enough people cancel plans to believe it. I also live...
. . .I’ve gone through a couple phases of trophy hunting, but I’m always careful to return to my roots before the obsession overtakes me. I don’t want to lose my enjoyment for the simple things on the water: the friendships, the forests, the mountains, the mysteries and the way thick, cool moss on limestone feels like a sofa cushion for a mid-stream lunch. Those are the good things that are available every time I put on my waders, even though the big fish usually aren’t.
While going in and out of these phases of trophy hunting for wild browns, I’ve learned that I was looking for big trout in the wrong places. I had to seek out new rivers. And sometimes, I simply had to find new places on my old rivers. Point is, I learned that trophy hunters need a target. It’s not enough to go to the same places and fish the same ways as you always have. You have to learn where the big fish are, go there, and put on your patience pants — because Whiskeys don’t come easily . . .
I spent most of the last two days in, on and around it, partially covered and burdened by it; and breaking, chipping and melting it --- ICE. I've fished the single digit temps a handful of times before, but it's been a while since I've had that chance, so when I read...
I paused at the fire pit with those thoughts, and then I moved on. Today was about memories; about beauty, about the scent of cold winter air in the woods, and about a perfect peace found only in loneliness . . .