|Details:||Sat around this morning debating whether to drive up to the West Farmington towards Riverton, or to fish here at home in Meriden. With the cold snap yesterday, I wasn't too confident in a decent bite. I don't fish a ton of winter trout, and my track record has been dismal following a cold front (not surprising). This being the case, I completely wussed out on the longer drive and stayed in my backyard, with the predictable results - SKUNKED. However, the water was gin clear, and I could really take advantage by scouting out details I've missed in the past. Found an old tire I've probably hung on 20 times, and noticed some contours up under an embankment that I wasn't aware of. Despite the wind and freezing eyelets, it was nice just to get out there and work on my casting. It still amazes me how fast two hours can fly by.