I had big plans for this summer. I was going to go on smallmouth fishing binge the likes of which I’ve never experienced. I was going to conduct a bunch of experiments with presentation and techniques and different flies. I was going to find and learn some new water, and I was going to do some in-depth study of water I discovered last year.
And then the rains came. And came. And came. And kept coming. It was one of the wettest summers on record. The Housy was stuck on a black or blue dot on the USGS page for the entire month of July. August wasn’t much better.
But I’m a stubborn sort and I wanted to fish for smallmouth. I was damned if little things like flood stage and water the color of chocolate milk was going to stop me. So I went fishing. I managed well over a dozen outings, for which I am giving myself a gold star. I mostly had fun. I even got into fish. Here are some of the things I learned and re-learned.
Kudos to you for sticking it out. I did not even venture that way- 1000/2000/ plus cfs is not fun when you are only 5 foot 6. Hopefully the weather Gods will have mercy on us in 2022. Thanks for the report.
Full disclosure: I was really, really bummed. It didn’t help that the fishing was wildly inconsistent. But, at least I was able to catch smallmouth, and that is definitely a blessing. 🙂
I just love living vicariously thru your reports. A big thank you from us fair weather fishermen.
Greg, consider it a little fishing trip we get to experience together. 🙂