We experienced a drastic temperature drop the last 24 hours. It plummeted enough that Bob Butler and I put down our smallmouth 6-weight rigs and broke out the 9-weights. I put on an SA Toothy Predator leader and clipped in a big black Brush Fly that goes with on giant trevally trips. We went prowling for musky. Today was new water for me. Bob has done this piece of gorgeousness in his raft twice this summer.
I wore shorts Bob wore waders. Despite being 47° I just couldn’t let myself give in to fall this early in September. Even though our high was predicted to only be 60° I just suffered through. It wasn’t that bad.
What was bad however, was our fishing. Its not news that when cold fronts hit, fishing often stinks. But even a couple guys with a bit of experience need to let Mother Nature and her fish remind us sometimes. This being said, we weren’t blanked. Close, but not quite. In the last quarter mile from the end of our drift I managed to land a small musky. The season has begun!
I say “the season has begun” but actually it will be at least a week before I get on the water again. Tuesday night I’m speaking in Spokane, WA to the Inland Empire Fly Fishing Club delivering “Fly Fishing the Lakes in and Around Yellowstone” and Wednesday “Streamer Tactics for More and Larger Trout” to the Spokane Fly Fishers. As much as I hate to miss fishing, I enjoy sharing what I’ve learned with others and this jaunt should be a blast.
If you need a speaker at your fly fishing club, show or any event, here are the details then contact me.
Jeff,
Nice musky!
Tad
Thanks Tad. A good start to fall – even if isn’t quite fall yet!
Musky.. the bane of my existance. Looks kike an awesome stretch.
If you give me the time Howie, Bob and I will find you a musky!