Happy Thanksigiving!
It wouldn't be the first time I've harvested fish on this day for the dinner. Matt and I fly casted the North Branch Raritan at 202/206, catching up on things and having fun at getting good casts far back under the bridge, where there's got to be some trout.
I told him about the trout that darted out from the dark and took a worm I drifted in during November, a 16-inch rainbow I lost at the bank, when a big trout broke water furiously to our right.
Why? Who knows. It's cold out. And very windy. So it surely was a trout, rather than any other species.