Thursday, September 25, 2008

The End is Nigh

Dates: September 13, 2008
Location: EPB&G Spot
Air temp: 70s
Water temp: ???
Hatches: ?
Fish landed: 1 brown


Present members of the Fly Anglers Guild :|: Upper Midwest Chapter, for this outing were:

Xan


The season is winding down, and thankfully the temps are finally dropping as well. After a few weeks of no fishing, I found a drizzly, cool day to hit the Curd. I hoped things would be as ideal as possible, but fishing still sucked balls. The water was low and somewhat clear, fish were hardly rising, nymphing involved cleaning one's fly every second cast, and the fish were not very active. I barely got one 12" brown by setting my hook on a whim. Well, hopefully steelhead season will be eventful...

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

SeaWolf


Dates: Sept 16, 2008
Location: Land of the Lost
Air temp: 70s
Water temp: ???
Hatches: Mayflies, Bats
Fish landed: 1 Lake Wolf


Present members of the Fly Anglers Guild :|: Upper Midwest Chapter, for this outing were:

QuickDraw

Well Me and naaz headed up to the lake after work for a lil nitebite action. the land of the lost did not disappoint. when we got out there, the water was absolute glass. the weather was soooo nice out, we setup on the backbone and began to cast big furry things. It wasn't long after we started that naaz had a large follow up to the boat, soon after that I had a ambitious bass in the boat.

After a while of no action we moved the boat over to the edge of the J-hole. Bingo! Northern on, it was an odd fish I thought he got off the line twice, but we were able to somehow get him in. Snapped a few pics and sent him on his way, 38" was the semi official measurement. Good night indeed!

Monday, September 1, 2008

What's that smell?


Dates: August 23, 2008
Location: Brule
Air temp: 70s
Water temp: ???
Hatches: ?
Fish landed: 1 lil guy


Present members of the Fly Anglers Guild :|: Upper Midwest Chapter, for this outing were:

TAFKAY
Froot Boot
Scoot Boot
Jazz Hands
B-Chubnut
Xan


It was a special occasion, with the West Coast contingent of F.A.G. in the area for a wedding. We were near the Brule, and had some time to kill, so why not go fishing?

Because there are no fish in the Brule, that's why. But, we fished anyways. I caught a little guy, and had another one on. Jazzy also landed a small one. The rest of the day consisted of throwing rocks and gear at one another. All in all, a nice outing, which was capped off at the Cro Bar.