My oh my it has been some time since I actually assembled a rod, strung up a line and made a few casts. Today, after what has seemed to be a really hectic couple of weeks of really long work days, I did just that. I strung up a light switch rod, tied on a small baitfish pattern and walked into a pretty secluded urban fishery. Yes, I said pretty secluded and urban fishery and that is all you get to read about that. Damn it was cold. What the hell am I doing out here casting when the air hurts my face when I've not fished in such a long time? Well, that is just it, I didn't care that my hiking boots were all I had and my face was frozen by the time I got to the gravelly shore. I had about 30 minutes of daylight. I made a few casts to get into a rhythm. I thought how cold my face and bare hands were. My line went tight, I instinctively tugged a small strip set. The 14" searun coastal cutthroat trout was no match to the long lever of the ACR switch rod. Catch and release, now my hands are soaked and frozen, my boots are socks are wet and frozen and I'm headed to the truck with just the right mix of stress relief to forget just how much I was wondering why I was casting when the air hurts your face. I need to do this more often. Peace.