Of Trout and Marriage
Nikea and I will be married at the pond in June. It’s really an old reservoir. A dam of cut stone laid across a small brook-trout stream that flows east off the Allegheny Front. The dam is old, circa 1923. The stones are older.
During the past two decades, brown trout have moved upstream from the big river in the valley. Above the pond, natives are the only trout that rise to our flies,
