Those who know me well know that hovering over a frozen hole has never really been my favorite pastime. Frankly, I need something a little more proactive. It's why I fly fish throughout the summer and fall.
Ever wonder what happens to snowshoe hares when they seasonally molt from their brown to their white winter coat well before the winter snow arrives or does not arrive at all and melts early? White blobs on a brown or green landscape.
When fishing opportunities are few, I sometimes enjoy fishing in the various forums on the Internet.
You never know what you might find in a fishing forum. Like any good water, these things are in a constant state of flux.