After an awesome pancake breakfast, Braden and I launched the canoe at a lazy 10:00. We came across lots of sunnies in the weeds. The fish were chasing minnows near the surface, a perfect scenario for the fly fisher. Braden would cast his blue/white clouser into a school and his rod would double over almost every time. I managed to catch a few too.
Later in the day, Noah and I went back to the same spot. We hammered the little bass, catching around 15 each. The big bluegills came out, and we decided to keep a few for dinner. Braden joined us, and we caught half a dozen seven to nine inchers, and lots of smaller ones. They sure tasted good fried in butter.Just as a thunderstorm was rolling in Noah caught his first crappie on a fly rod, a feisty 8 incher. He was using his “Noah’s Minnow“.
Tomorrow is the last day we will be at the cabin. Looking forward to another great day.