Fishing with friends is always a welcoming treat. For the past week I have been hitting the water solo. I guess getting off work at 3pm is not the norm for everyone else??? Hoss and I got to the river, I picked up a couple scrappy little browns, hung out with and old timer...Lloyd? (he gave us a fly he swears by) We moved down river into my honey hole, where we continue to pick up post spawn browns in deep slow moving water. It was a nice day to be out the temps were 40* and the sunset was the catch of the day.
7ft 5-6wt Fiber glass Rod-Every fish feels huge!
The next time out Wayne and I hit the LP. This time the day light never stuck around long enough for us to key into the numbers, but instead gave us a shot at a couple nice browns. (20+) We left the river frozen, but with a new confidence in big fish and frozen eyelets. The Pics tell the story.
To me fishing with friends takes on a different feeling than fishing solo. When I'm fishing with someone else I am more worried about the other person than myself. The success of the day is usually measured by the success they have rather than my own. But on the other hand my little bro Jordan has a way of making me want to out fish him ever outing. He is one of the best fishermen I know and is constantly making me progress to a new level. I guess that's what happens when the student starts to surpass the teacher.
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Nice hogs there. You always land the big ones when i am not around.
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