Wollitz: Catching smallies remains an ‘unforgettable’ delight
It is noteworthy that my favorite fish these days is one I had never caught until I had already logged more than a dozen species on my catch list. Toward twilight on a long, hot early July day, I tossed a tiny Roostertail spinner toward the head of a long run on a wide creek, engaged the reel and retrieved the lure a few feet before it came to a dead stop. I gave the instinctive jerk and was rewarded with a showery leap of a fish silhouetted against the sun setting toward the hills. I was no stranger to fishing that day. I’d been an angler since I was a youngster, enjoying family ...
