It Ain’t Like April In Paris. Spring Fishing On The Miramichi.
In this part of Canada, due north of Fredericton, where the fabled Miramichi flows not gently past Doaktown, the year has two Novembers. They call one of them April, which is a cute trick but doesn’t fool anyone. Gray naked tree branches, gray leaden skies, temperatures either just below or, on nice days, just above […]