10-17-2016, 05:42 PM
Took a couple hours Saturday morning to help my son install a new stove in his kitchen. By about 1130 when I got home, weather looked so nice, I hooked up the boat and got back out on Willard from south marina. Spent just 2 hours slow trolling around the new structure off the south wall, boated 1 Cat that sucked up my Fire Tiger. Released him, called it a day.
Then according to the weather I saw, Saturday was forecast to be kind of iffy, cloudy, rainy, and Sunday much improved. Turned out to be just the opposite. Nice fall day Saturday, and wet, cool, and windy, Sunday. [:/]
But I did make the drive up to the Bear B.R. area and did a better check out of several of the spots along the river that looked fishable. Pulled one little dink mudder out at the Refuge boat launch at the end of the paved road.
And heading back towards Brigham, I stopped at one spot near a flow control gate, made one cast, started to reel back and something hit my line. It wasn't fighting, but felt heavy, and it was moving. Figured I got into some partially submerged wood or clump of grass, something. Brought it in and had to chuckle, it was the rusted, mud covered, yoke of an old oar lock. Wondered how much of the old boat it was from might still be there under the water.....[unimpressed].
Only thing that was kind of unexpected out there yesterday.......with the rain, occasional strong breeze, and cooler air temp, I was surprised to get pestered by quite a few skeeters.
Next time I head that way, I will take the OFF. [fishin]
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Then according to the weather I saw, Saturday was forecast to be kind of iffy, cloudy, rainy, and Sunday much improved. Turned out to be just the opposite. Nice fall day Saturday, and wet, cool, and windy, Sunday. [:/]
But I did make the drive up to the Bear B.R. area and did a better check out of several of the spots along the river that looked fishable. Pulled one little dink mudder out at the Refuge boat launch at the end of the paved road.
And heading back towards Brigham, I stopped at one spot near a flow control gate, made one cast, started to reel back and something hit my line. It wasn't fighting, but felt heavy, and it was moving. Figured I got into some partially submerged wood or clump of grass, something. Brought it in and had to chuckle, it was the rusted, mud covered, yoke of an old oar lock. Wondered how much of the old boat it was from might still be there under the water.....[unimpressed].
Only thing that was kind of unexpected out there yesterday.......with the rain, occasional strong breeze, and cooler air temp, I was surprised to get pestered by quite a few skeeters.
Next time I head that way, I will take the OFF. [fishin]
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