Friday evening at the pond



There can be no better way to unwind than to cast your line into a pond where a trout will take a fancy to your lure. My husband caught the limit in less than an hour Friday evening, and we headed home with five good-size trout in his creel.


The white setting sun, rocks, and reflections in the water added to the beauty and serenity of the pond, now a favorite place. The Snake River is wonderful, and there’s no catch limit for Crappie, and my husband likes Crappie–but he prefers trout, and the limit of five is sufficient for eating and canning.



Filed under Action & Being, Nature, People, Photos, Places, Seasons

12 responses to “Friday evening at the pond

  1. samanthamurdochblog

    Thank you! I got horribly muddled trying to explain and then confused myself further! So, thank you for clarifying…had a look at the lures and whatnot, quite clever. I never actually participated, just sat on the bank offering “helpful” advice…!


  2. samanthamurdochblog

    Aaahhh! Lol! Here it’s “fly” fishing (for fish not flies) using handmade pretend flies, some of the bigger flies are called lures, and midges are universal bitey things … confused now….


    • Same here–we fish for fish with flies. Flies are usually synthetic bugs often garnished with feathers, etc.–and certainly a hook; we don’t fish for flies! Fly fishermen here refer to midges or flies interchangeably. “Lures” here can mean anything from flies to metal spoon-like enameled things with hooks. has tons of images, but I’m sure you’re familiar with the concepts in the same way as we Yanks are. 🙂


  3. samanthamurdochblog

    For midges or fish…?


    • Oops–international language usage collapse. . . Americans use synthetic “flies” as lures. They are designed to imitate live midges, which to us, are small flies eaten by fish.

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  4. samanthamurdochblog

    Yes, it’s beautiful, although I’ve not been back for a few years now..I remember the midges were a nightmare!


  5. samanthamurdochblog

    Beautiful pictures…I remember my father learning to fish- he did the classic back of the leg, stuck in the trees …!


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