I got some photos from Kevin and Ray. Their email said,
” … after working my butt off at the cottage and feeding the Black flies with some fine English Rump, I got a couple of fishing trips on the Little East. You will find the little East FULL of speckled trout up to 10″ right [...]

The clouds did not look very encouraging when dad and I put our kevlar canoe into the water after our first portage. The significant temperature drop, that preceded the clouds, made me wish I had packed my winter sleeping bag. I never thought that I would need it.
After all, it was the the third [...]

I say moment.
It could be a period of time as well.
For me, it was about a fly cast 498. I was just about to shatter the glassy surface of the water by throwing my fly rod into it. Everything within a 25 foot radius of me had felt the built up frustration within me. Intermixed [...]