This past week in the U.P. was certainly a tale of two
seasons. Early in the week, it was definitely summer with high temperatures in
the 70s and stunningly blue skies. Wednesday night the bottom dropped out and
fall came roaring in as highs struggled to reach the 50s and heavy rains turned
some rivers to mud and all rivers into raging torrents. Nonetheless, we managed
to catch fish.
Early in the week, fish (especially big browns) were keyed
in on girdle bugs and copper johns. Later, when the cooler weather made its
appearance, streamers became the fly of choice and rainbows became much more
active. The fall colors made fishing a pleasure all week long as trees reached
their peak. From crimson maples to fiery oaks to orange aspens, the week was
one to remember.
One thing that still hasn’t shown (unless I missed it during
my road travel) is the fall salmon run. I scouted a river known to harbor a
good migration and saw no signs of the large fish. There were no fish (dead or
alive) in the water and no anglers chasing them. Perhaps the heavy rains will
change that picture. In the meantime, enjoy some more fall photos I posted on
our website.
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