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Monday, November 05, 2007

The Curse....

...has settled on poor old Trotsky.




Again.


Nothing new I supposed ..and I have always maintained that when the fishing gets too easy I lose (..not loose! ..lol..) interest...but there is another side to that coin and that dark oppressive cloud has positioned itself right over my fish starved soul.

I can't buy a fish lately and it has been a long time since I have felt a cold streak like this one.

Brian and I fished in MI this past week and it was a great trip. Northern Michigan is everything its legend suggests. Beautiful sprawling forests with endless access and a wildlife management program that creates a sportsmans paradise. You've gotta love a place where the gas stations have fish mounts on the wall and you can walk into a restaurant at 6am with you waders on and not even raise an eyebrow.
It is pretty cool to literally see people just stop at the side of the road ...grab thier gear and disappear into the woods.
The colours were peak on this trip and the walk through the woods would've been worth the effort alone.



I would've liked a fish though....I mean come on.
We fished two famous Michigan rivers and one was so pretty I would fish it even if there were no fish in it. ( ..this works out well because I don't think there were....yet).
...Well..to say I went fishless isn't entirely accurate.
The resident trout were so thick that that you had to alter your presentation just so you could avoid them. They were beautiful little jewels that I would've killed for on the Upper Credit but after two or three you shamefully start cursing them under your breath. The little monkeys were so voracious that you could just set your line in the water at your feet and literally a 12 - 15 inch Brown would snatch it up if you weren't quick enough to remove it.
Weird.
I can only assume that the Salmon run sends these little denizens into some sort of feeding frenzy .
Steelhead weren't so easy.

Could be a tough season.



I am really dumb and it takes me a while to learn things but the water looked obvious.

Anyway...should'nt bitch about a fishing trip....ever.

Numbnuts wants to go back and I am more than willing to take my lumps like a Man.

There has to be one or two stupid fish swimming around there with my name on 'em.

Right?

:o/

Btw..To all my Blog nerd friends who are catching fish with ease I only have this offer.

BTW (2)-....Have I ever mentioned how much I hate midnights!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5 comments:

lambton said...

"D'ya know whads down thereya?"

Chinook7 said...

It's all timing, the guide in Newago MI claims that the best fishing for Steelhead takes place between January and March, I would guess he means during years when it isn't minus fucking 90.

I also heard that the coffer at Tippy, while far from an elegant drift, fishes well toward XMas. Good days are still to come for you guys, it's early November after all.

BTW, my URL has changed to:

http://www.steelhead-diaries.org/

(If you care to update the link :)

BCM said...

Pluck Yew! Thanks for the history lesson

Look forward to some chrome content in your next entry - no pressure though. ;o)

SD said...

See last year it was me who was cursed..This year it's you. Don't ever say i didn't give you anything LOL

Trotsky said...

Sd..
I had considered that you voodoo weilding pos...thx a lot.
I have been through this before,...nothing new... I have been having a hard time finding my groove out there...lot of things on my mind maybe?
BCM..Why haven't we fished together yet?
If the Bravo-Foxtrot ever comes together, we'll have to show you her secrets...
...you will have to learn how to line fish there...as that is the only way they can be caught.
;O)
..I tried like hell to floss fish at the UC with the dry-flies but it didn't go very well.
JFL...thx for the URL...I am always keeping tabs on you.BTW Marie-Ellen says "HI".
I didn't want to imply that Morin didn't catch fish....
That dipshit could find fish in Lake Chipican in the middle of August for Christ sake...
I suspect he has s0ld his soul to the devil.
BM-As for 'you'...you seed eating dipshit....I will see you at 02:45.