So with Iroquois Summer in full effect here in the northeast, old man Winchell and I ventured west for lake run fish beasts. The weather couldn't have been better but the fishing was pretty slow. Still a slow weekend of fishing beats a fast weekend of not fishing.
|A nice drop back brown that ate a streamer from underneath a beaver dam. There were a couple fish hanging tight to beaver dams in this river, but they were tough to get at.|
|A nice lake run domestic rainbow that ate an otter egg and fought without much enthusiasm|
|A lone steelehead made the return trip stop at the SR sort of worth it, although we kind of felt bad for him hanging out in the river all on his lonesome with no friends to play with.|
|A very impressive brown that weighed 14 pounds on the digital scale. It would have been really cool if he wasn't foul hooked!|