My Last Cast
Before I got to my last cast, the day started out innocuous enough. Went to a spot two miles inland on a creek to see if the smallies had moved…
Moving up Quickly
The smallies must have liked the warmer weather, warmer water and perfect creek levels and in the past few days have been moving up quickly. Friday after work it took…
Off to a Slow Start
Off to a slow start, but it's a start. With the rain we had I didn't even expect to get in the water let alone fish it. The creek of…
Not Quite What I Wanted
It's not quite what I wanted, but at least it's a fish. The desire to fish the Fox River in the early months of the year disappeared a few years…
Like Watching Grass Grow
I'm sure to most, standing along a creek and watching it flow is a lot like watching grass grow. For me, sight, sound and smell become engaged and the end…
Testing the Water
When I walked out the door I had every intention of going out to a couple of creeks to start testing the water. Got to the first creek to find…
Spring Creek Skunk Cabbage
I don't know why they call this Duck Creek. A duck would have to be a fool to go that far back into the woods. As for moderate, that's if…
Another Gray Day
As I walked out the door into still another gray day, I was beginning to wonder if I was imagining things. Nope, I checked. Every weekend since some time in…
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Like Fishing in a Sauna
Checked the USGS gauge of the creek I wanted to fish before leaving work. 4.78, the cfs gauge has been broken for months. I'm getting used to reading the feet…