On Saturday we spent the whole day up in Brook trout water and had a blast.   I was with a great guy and excellent tenkara angler who shared my passion for taking long walks for small fish.  It was in the high eighties in town but mid seventies on the stream.  The water was cool and the Brookies were as spooky and beautiful as ever.  We caught fish, lost fish, missed fish and generally had a wonderful day of drifting dry flies through anywhere that looked promising.  I describe these trips as 60% fishing, 30% hiking and 10% just enjoying nature.   The proportions are flexible based on individual preference!