Big Sky
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Y'all are probably getting sick of fishing pictures. Sorry, but it is that time of year where the ice is disappearing fast and the fishing action is heating up right along with the water. On Saturday I finally got to take my Watermaster Kokiak raft on it's maiden voyage.
I got everything ready and loaded the night before. As I took this photo in anticipation of the next day's trip my excitement was running high. I hope that this raft in the back of my truck becomes a very familiar scene between now and the time the water freezes back up for next winter.
The water conditions and weather were perfect upon arrival. When I took this photograph I couldn't think of anywhere else I would have rather been in that very moment. Heck even if I had Donald Trumps money I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else. Sometimes everything in life just lines up perfect. This photo represents one of those times.
Every fish I caught was on a marabou jig from Kit's Tackle. This time of year I just don't really need to use anything else, other than maybe break out my fly rod just for kicks. It didn't take long before I had the first fish on board.
While the catching wasn't fast and furious it was consistent. I was only able to fish the morning and was off the lake by noon. In that time I landed 6 really nice trout and lost three. One of the three I lost burned drag like crazy. I couldn't slow it down or turn it. It ended up snapping me off. I would have really liked to have at least laid eyes on that one, but it never gave me a peek. The other two I lost spit the hook but gave me a good look and they both appeared to be right in that 20" class. It was a fun morning.
The morning went by all too quickly before it was time for me to leave. I will tell you it was really hard to talk myself into leaving, but the wind picked up and helped force me off the lake. I fought the wind for a little while and landed this last fish before deciding to pack up and head home. Nothing wrong with catching a beautifully colored up buck male for a final fish. In fact I'd call it a perfect ending to a morning of fishing.
I got everything ready and loaded the night before. As I took this photo in anticipation of the next day's trip my excitement was running high. I hope that this raft in the back of my truck becomes a very familiar scene between now and the time the water freezes back up for next winter.
The water conditions and weather were perfect upon arrival. When I took this photograph I couldn't think of anywhere else I would have rather been in that very moment. Heck even if I had Donald Trumps money I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else. Sometimes everything in life just lines up perfect. This photo represents one of those times.
Every fish I caught was on a marabou jig from Kit's Tackle. This time of year I just don't really need to use anything else, other than maybe break out my fly rod just for kicks. It didn't take long before I had the first fish on board.
While the catching wasn't fast and furious it was consistent. I was only able to fish the morning and was off the lake by noon. In that time I landed 6 really nice trout and lost three. One of the three I lost burned drag like crazy. I couldn't slow it down or turn it. It ended up snapping me off. I would have really liked to have at least laid eyes on that one, but it never gave me a peek. The other two I lost spit the hook but gave me a good look and they both appeared to be right in that 20" class. It was a fun morning.
The morning went by all too quickly before it was time for me to leave. I will tell you it was really hard to talk myself into leaving, but the wind picked up and helped force me off the lake. I fought the wind for a little while and landed this last fish before deciding to pack up and head home. Nothing wrong with catching a beautifully colored up buck male for a final fish. In fact I'd call it a perfect ending to a morning of fishing.
