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4 for 6 this weekend, that will work.
Critter chasing buddy and I went 2 for 4 Saturday.
Then I went on a solo mission bound on destruction this morning. Couple of good looking hens hopped on board and wanted to go home with me.
Missed a couple of bobber downs in the process rubber-necking at the parade up stream.
Seems like the water temp has dropped some recently with these cold mornings and the fish are taking a little more coaxing. Or maybe its just me.
Here are some photo's:
Saturdays fun:




I ended up getting a little wet over this small buck. I waded out over one of my favorite plug runs and was fortunate enough to force feed the fish.
The rock I like to stand behind was mumified in fishing line. I could not believe how much line people were breaking off... looked like each one was 20'-30' long, just nuts.
Anyway, in the fire-drill that came after, I got tangled up in other peoples crap and fell over in the river. Lucky enough it didn't go down my waders. Water was probably a little high for me to be where I was anyway.

Went solo this morning, ran into the same dude I met last Monday, and we both proceeded to pound out our limits.
I netted his, and he netted mine. I like it when my coffee is still warm in my mug when I head back home.
FISH:




4 for 6 this weekend, that will work.
Critter chasing buddy and I went 2 for 4 Saturday.
Then I went on a solo mission bound on destruction this morning. Couple of good looking hens hopped on board and wanted to go home with me.
Missed a couple of bobber downs in the process rubber-necking at the parade up stream.
Seems like the water temp has dropped some recently with these cold mornings and the fish are taking a little more coaxing. Or maybe its just me.
Here are some photo's:
Saturdays fun:




I ended up getting a little wet over this small buck. I waded out over one of my favorite plug runs and was fortunate enough to force feed the fish.
The rock I like to stand behind was mumified in fishing line. I could not believe how much line people were breaking off... looked like each one was 20'-30' long, just nuts.
Anyway, in the fire-drill that came after, I got tangled up in other peoples crap and fell over in the river. Lucky enough it didn't go down my waders. Water was probably a little high for me to be where I was anyway.


Went solo this morning, ran into the same dude I met last Monday, and we both proceeded to pound out our limits.
I netted his, and he netted mine. I like it when my coffee is still warm in my mug when I head back home.
FISH:



