September 6 and 7

My older brother drove down for a night out on the sand islands of the Big W.
I was hoping to show him the River and a few of it's smallmouth residents.
I forgot that it was Labor Day weekend.
The smallmouth were also on vacation.
All was not lost however. The traffic died down at dusk and the cool evening kept the bugs away.
The beer was cold, the river quiet and the tent camping was perfect.
We did manage to fool a few SMB's, but the dry fly fishing for mooneye was hot. We tried some twilight gar fishing with crease flies, but didn't connect.

It was great to spend time on the water and around the campfire with you bro.
Thanks for making the trip!

Island campsite


Ammo


Jon Johnson in for the night.


Misty Morning


Mooneye on top.


Keeping the sand out of the reels.


SMB. On.