Winter Midges, from JK

To properly go midging, one needs the correct ingredients.

First, in order: sunny, cold morning

Second: call in sick and have breakfast

Third: get to somewhere with quiet beauty and water.

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Upon seeing no obvious hatch, one may feel the temptation to cheat. One may justify thusly:

Cheater, but boy that’s a neat looking fly Tom gave me.

Cheater, but I’ve never used that 9 ft 6ips sinking leader I bought at the show last year..

Cheater. That’s actually a 3+lb fish, longer than my forearm, but because it was caught improperly, it looks small in the photo. That is to be expected. Because cheaters never prosper.

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Now that one has regained his senses, it is time to change venues and properly midge:

A Chatham pond. Old faithful.

Proper tools of the trade: something to drink, something to smoke, boo with a wicked long leader to a tiny flouro tippet and a smooth as butter reel, and binoculars to scan for rises on the other side.

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No hatch.
No problem.

A fly for dark winter skies

And a rock to sit by.

What more could one desire?

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Then one sees it:

The rise

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