Anglers anxiously wait for first trip of the year
Around the first of March every year, the fishing itch starts to get unbearable here in Northeast Ohio. The promise of spring, open water and stringers of walleyes and crappies pulls anglers through the winter. Visions of fishing near budding willows with gentle waves swishing a soft beat against an aluminum hull take me back to days long ago when the season’s first fishing trip was a really big deal. It still is, actually, perhaps even more so now that I have more than 50 first trips of the season behind me. The weather in early March may still be a bit dicey for even the ...