Every time I fish a brook trout stream, I’m reminded why I have such a soft spot for them. I’m a sucker for dry fly eats, and a brook trout hits a dry fly like no other. The best thing about them?

Any scent of wetness, during the long dry of August, triggers thoughts of fall fishing. Like the first trickle of fresh water into bays and estuaries urges returning salmon to start their last, long, ...