September has offered a flurry of activity for me. Heavy
rain last week literally muddied the waters, but I was (pleasantly) shocked at
how quickly they dropped and cleared.
Randy and Tom arrived just after 3.6 inches of rain and we spent the
first day in the drift boat chasing pike. Hitting a lake after the high
temperatures have dropped 20 degrees isn’t always productive, but the pike
still went about their business, albeit a bit more slowly. They certainly
needed some extra enticement, but when that happened Randy and Tom found
themselves holding fast to their fly rod as a mean toothy critter pulled on
the other end. The next two days we
chased brook trout (which were still eating hoppers) and hauled in many
brookies in the foot-long category. Jim then
joined me for a day of fishing and had a marvelous time catching rainbows in
the morning and brookies in the afternoon. The rainbows preferred a girdle bug,
while the brookies were still inhaling hoppers. Fall is definitely in the air
and the roads are filled with bear and grouse hunters. The trees are nearing
their peak which means if you want to get out one more time before the regular season
closes, you had better hurry.
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