The telltale midge hatch never transpired but flies were flung all the same.
JH ranged far and wide covering a lot of water while I stood in one spot and hoped that luck or chance beat exploration.
In the end exploration won in the form of a walleye that JH said was about the "size of a marker".
These forays are always valuable, as much for what does happen as what does not.
It was too early for the smash and grab white bass bit, we established that baseline.
It was also too early to fish with nothing but boxer shorts inside your waders.
MK established that baseline too.
JH and RS heading to the "other side" |
JH, sundown prowl |
RS changing it up. Low light, zoom and shivers make for interesting photography |
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