Hard to believe the week has gone this quickly but it always does in Vermont. Earlier in the week, we joined Hardy to fish a bend of the Connecticut just below Canaan. A beautiful pool with plenty of room for three to fish. We had brought Quimby’s float tubes but after struggling with them a bit, Hardy and I both abandoned them and just waded. Hardy and Alan each had two nice fish – fat rainbows. Alan hooked his in the tongue and it didn’t make it, so we brought it home for breakfast – he pronounced it the best meal all week!
While the first half of the week was sunny and warm, perfect for swimming, the last couple of days have been cloudy, rainy, and cold. Wednesday we headed south to Barre to pick up water bottles that unfortunately hadn’t been delivered to John’s. We remedied that by stopping at Shaw’s for some smaller bottles that will hopefully fit the stand. En route south, we encountered a ferocious storm with torrential rain, lightning, and thunder. One lightning bolt was literally right on us! It was pretty intense.
On our way home, we stopped in Hardwick to have dinner with Roni and Warren at Claire’s, which promised locally sourced vegetables and meats. It was excellent. Left around 10:00pm and made it home by 11:15, ready for bed.
Today, Alan and I investigated the Canadian grocery scene, the first stop being US Customs to find out what we were allowed to bring back into the States. The good news – beef and chicken now okay. The bad – no tomatoes or corn. Boo!
Back at the house, we lunched on yummy pasta from Vine and Table and then Alan and I ventured over to New Hampshire for some driving and fishing. Surveyed Junction Pool and Carr Bridge and found them packed – five fishermen within 15’ of Carr Bridge alone. We thought we were out of luck but decided to check the dam below First Connecticut and found it empty! Yea! Waders on in a flash, we trouped down the trail and headed upstream. Beautiful evening – cool with blue skies, no insect life to be seen but the night was young.
After we found the working floatant (I do have some bottles to discard), we dry flied up and down the stretch, catching one nice rainbow and not seeing much other action. But it was nice to be on the water, fishing together. And the Trident 5 weight is casting beautifully now that we put 5 weight line on it.
Unfortunately, evenings on the Connecticut always end too early when you have to journey back over to Vermont to make dinner, so at 6:30, just when the insect action was starting (something small), we packed up and headed west. A relatively short drive later, we’re about to dine on filets on the grill, corn, ratatouille, and pan-fried potatoes. Oh, and salad – with a tomato from Georgia!
Another excellent day in the North Country.
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