I made another pilgrimage on Monday, this time to Trout Lake. Opening day is still 39 days away, but the ice is receding as the sun and wind and water do their work. The water level is way down, so I could walk on ground I will be fishing over this summer. Last March the lake was already mostly ice free, and I even saw a few fish working. No fish this time. Just a beautiful Spring lake on a beautiful Spring day, getting ready.
(A small pond connected to the south end by a small channel.
I have explored it, but have caught only small trout there, hence its name.)
(This is the main channel between the North and South ends.)
The North End
Like these Muleys, I'm tired of the slim pickings of Winter, and ready for the abundance of the warm time.