The start of the fresh water fishing season

I saw this fellow fly fishing in the river at the end of our road and remembered today is the start of the fishing season.  He had caught a trout already before I got there.  I had hoped he would catch one while I was there but he got a tangle in his line so decided to go back to the car and have a cup of tea while he sorted it out. His wife was sitting in the car knitting.