Bob Butler and I have proven to be animals when it comes to our new chapter of living in Wisconsin. We have fished together a ton this year. We explored some neat places and improved our knowledge and game for catching all kinds of resident fish. But today’s float was our last of the season.
There are reasons for today being the last of 2022. The sun is low in the sky here in the north and not getting any higher until next spring. And though our high temperature nicked the upper 50°s, there was a steady nip in the air. In fact, that nip was 25° for the first three hours of fishing. As usual Bob insisted on rowing so I shivered and hucked my Winston relentlessly. It’s been years since my fly rod got this heavy with ice on it!
It was a challenging day for us. The fish were as quiet as we’ve seen them in a while. That being said, we can’t complain. Bob landed a musky of about 25” and I got a ferocious pike slightly smaller. The only problem is both those fish came in the same hour. During the other seven we didn’t even move a fish.
While the weather and fishing remain good here, Granny and I need to finish up a few more projects around the new house before winter sets in. Furthermore, I leave for Baja Thursday for a month. I’ll be fishing with pals Sammy Vigneri and Grant Hartman for all of next week. Then Granny comes down. We plan to fish and relax. I’ll also be getting ready for the mighty 2023 show season.
That’s a wrap for now. Don’t forget the holidays will sneak up on you! Visit my online store for “Gifts for the Angler that has Everything”. Or order a Cliff Fly Box with my original sharpie art, a painting or order my decals as the ultimate stocking stuffer from my friends at Pescador on the Fly!
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