Pickerel and Bass Heaven

This afternoon began with pickerel in a small pond connected to a big lake. Woolly buggers got my some very nice toothy beasts. Some of you may know this already, but pickerel are a species native to Connecticut and I do plan to include them in my book somehow. They have a character about them that always makes me giddy with laughter, whether it's the big ones or the little pencils. They are fun, and they fight so so well. None of the five I caught today chewed through my line today and that is very good luck! In that pond all that needed is a good cast along the far bank and Esox niger will come out and mess up your fly.

When the pickerel tired of me I went into the main lake and nailed into some nice smallmouth. No beasts like I do get on many trips to this lake, but gorgeous none the less. 

But the best was yet to come. There is a small private pond that I happen to know the owners of, and today they were kind enough to let me fish it. For a while I fished the Black Ops and caught bedding bluegills. Then I changed to a Dahlberg Diver, got in s kayak, and went to bass heaven. It was just amazing how many fish I caught. Not all were big but they were numerous, and those that were larger gave spectacular fights. Even the smallest fish took that big fly well. It was just miraculous.