Thursday Bill and I got for the morning on the Catt. For me it was the first time this spring the tributary was fishable. Our hopes were with the colder spring that there may be some time left on the steelhead clock for us.
Spring was in full bloom with everything turning green, the geese leading their goslings here to there, and a toad fiesta of mating littering the banks.
Well neither Bill nor I were successful in hooking up with our targeted species but Bill got a Carpasaurus and a few small fish while I had one lone bass.
Well neither Bill nor I were successful in hooking up with our targeted species but Bill got a Carpasaurus and a few small fish while I had one lone bass.
The path of the creek has changed in many places and will probably change even more by next fall. Favorite runs and holes from last year will be filled in or moved new holding areas will be created and discovered.
It still was a damn good day to be out.
As for today I was scarred of by the weatherman's reports of thunderstorms that have yet come.
Until later..................
As things go at the end, or the beginning of a season, Thursday was typical. Didn't meet expectations as far as the fishing went, but surpassed staying home, or working, by a huge country mile!
ReplyDeleteAlways a pleasure to share the day, and looking forward to the fall,
Ever the optimist,
Bill
That is one flow that has eluded me. She seems to be very tempermental to any moisture.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly looks beautiful down there.
Maybe you and Bill can guide me this fall. I'd most certainly return the favour on the Big Manistee. ;0)
BTW...Toad Orgies? Good thing Norland wasn't there...He'd be in toad lickin paradise. Weird!