I managed an afternoon-to-sunset brown trout stalk tonight. The fish were fairly skittish in the low, clear water and I spooked out a couple on bungled approachs. Finally, the sun faded away behind the mountains and things turned on as the relative safety of darkening skies got the browns interested in chasing the leech. Another fun evening slinging the three weight. The only drawback was 20-25 degree temperatures had me chipping ice out of the guides often enough to remind me it was still January.