Corn Field Chaos - VT in a Nutshell

All last week I was up in Vermont, spreading the smallmouth cheer that has taken over my life. I was doing a presentation of PA Smallmouth, and a couple tying demos, but the underlying idea was to fish, and fish we did. However, where there once was a corn field, there was now a lake, and where there were roads, there were now rivers. It was Chaos, prime time for spring runoff, the pike were moving into the fields and the trout were hunkered down, riding out the high water. No fish came to hand in 4 days of hard fishing. It sure wasn't for the lack of trying, we were up early and out late, hours spent behind the windshield trying to find semi clear and low water. Stories of the good old days, and prime conditions kept us moving forward.
OK, now that I'm done cursing Mother Nature’s name, I have to give a big shout out to the guys from Middlebury Mountaineers, and Green Mountain Adventures. They invited me up to do some tying demos and fishing. They tried like hell to put me on fish; Mother Nature had a different plan. Vermont is beautiful, even when the rivers are in the corn fields and flowing with the color of chocolate milk.

Hell of a time boys! Thank you so much for all your efforts and hospitality!!!