Hail, November
November 1, 2000• (0) Comments
What better way is there to celebrate the arrival of November than an hour on quiet water with a good cigar?
I slipped off alone this weekday afternoon and parked behind a ball field at the Polo Grounds in Far Hills. Moments earlier, a police car had chased off a fisherman from the usual parking spot behind the old grandstand, and I didn’t relish getting a ticket for ignoring the “Road Closed” signs that have been up the last month. Thirty feet away, the North Branch seemed lower than a week ago, but I rigged up and tugged on my waders and boots anyway. Another fly-fisherman drove in as I did so, and we exchanged waves.