The water runs cold and clear, and the trout in it carry the manners of that mineral country — unhurried, precise, intolerant of a clumsy approach. A boat is the natural way to read it: drift the wind lanes, watch where the surface tightens over a shelf, and let the fish show you where the lake is feeding. In the warmer months it stratifies, and the trout drop to follow the cool and the food. Patience and a careful eye for the wind are worth more here than distance.
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