that’s french for ‘fishing’s closed’. armed with floating rings the idea was to practise roll and Spey cast accuracy. it’s not like i had planned to fish because this little reservoir is in trout territory and trout season’s closed but the irony of the sign was worth a little smirk.
plan B turned into a little walk. weather’s plan B was to go from no wind and sunny to a little snow blizzard in ten minutes. that also brought a little smirk. i like smirking, it’s one of those little pleasures in life that are hard to explain but need no explanation.