I live in a state that does not have a closed trout season. Why this is exactly, I do not know. Suspicion tells me it is due to the loss of wild, native brook trout. Acid rain, human pollution and development all being the culprits. Thus, there is simply no closed season because there are no native wild trout left to protect.
So I have my own Opening Day. Although it may vary slightly from year to year, it is always mid May and always begins in Vermont. Typically the waters are still a bit cold, water levels are a tad high and cloudy from spring runoff and the air is cool. But it is always without doubt, my Opening Day. The experience I have this day is never like another throughout the season as I find those longed-for peaceful moments where only the sounds of nature bursting from its winter hibernation are heard. I feel the soft warmth of spring sun on my face and I smell the fresh dampened earth beneath me. And behind all this, the mesmerizing rush of moving water. After months of being trapped in my home, it brings the comforting thought in knowing there is a fresh new season ahead. One full of hope and promise.
I look forward to my Opening Day. I hope yours is equally as exciting.
-ASM
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