My brother Greg doesn’t give two dangs about fly fishing but he likes to hang out. The weather was cool but dry and reasonably calm at 6 AM so he headed out in the canoe with me. He did the same a number of years ago and we had an epic morning.
Best of all for me is that he does all the paddling and controlling the canoe. This allows me to fish that Ben Byng popper more efficiently. Sometimes the wind drags it a little when I’m paddling and fishing at the same time and it doesn’t pop correctly. With Greg holding the canoe I can get the pop that drives smallmouth bass crazy on every cast.
Needless to say, I smeared the smallies once again. I guess after fishing Lake Winnipesaukee for nearly 50 years now I finally have it down. Here’s yet another beautiful smallmouth bass. One of three. Now Greg and I are off to see dad.