Trout Fishing in Maryland
My first trout was long ago, but I remember it like yesterday. The early morning mist was still clearing off the small stream. The sun had just begun to make its presence felt as I fished a five-weight, seven-foot fly rod about 20 feet off to one side of the creek to avoid spooking fish.
Rise-rings had been appearing periodically in the center of the creek off a fallen tree about 25 yards above me. I held my breath that the trout would continue feeding as I eased into the water until I was thigh-deep in my waders.
I continued cautiously upstream until I was sure to make the distance of the cast. A trout always faces into the current as it feeds on insects carried along, so the fish was unaware of my presence as it made another rise.
I finally made my cast, holding my breath as the line laid out. The fly dimpled the surface as it drifted on the current, approaching the feeding trout. A second later, the water bulged under my offering. I lifted the rod tip and came tight, and the rainbow-hued fish surged upstream.
Loose line peeled through my fingers until it was all but gone. By then the trout had turned, starting back toward me and the downed tree. Stripping line madly, I tried to maintain some tension. The fight was over in minutes, but I was shaking by the time I held my very first rainbow trout, about 12 inches.