05-24-2014, 12:30 PM
I woke up at 4AM Friday and couldn't get back to sleep because there was a voice in my head that kept repeating over and over again.... "Go Fishing... It will be Awesome.... Go Fishing..."
At 4:30 I got up, packed up my tube, and hit Deer Creek.
Between 5:30 and 9:00 I landed 20 trout. And wow were they feisty! I was broken off three times (I haven't had that happen since Scofield last year), two flies were completely ruined, and a wedding ring line snapped on landing.
I would have had another 6 if I could have managed the doubles better.
No love from the bass this trip. And it was COLD. The water was 57 on the surface at launch and 55 when I landed.
Lesson learned: when the that little voice says "Go Fishing", listen.
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At 4:30 I got up, packed up my tube, and hit Deer Creek.
Between 5:30 and 9:00 I landed 20 trout. And wow were they feisty! I was broken off three times (I haven't had that happen since Scofield last year), two flies were completely ruined, and a wedding ring line snapped on landing.
I would have had another 6 if I could have managed the doubles better.
No love from the bass this trip. And it was COLD. The water was 57 on the surface at launch and 55 when I landed.
Lesson learned: when the that little voice says "Go Fishing", listen.
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