I spent the first fishless hour and a half writing a post in my head about how we suck, and thinking of how drunk I was going to get when I came home without fishporn, again. When I found this fat bitch hanging out in the weeds, I promptly changed my tune and hid my boner.
Aaron pulled this one out from the thick stuff. Happy happy joy joy mf'er!
The ol' Orange PoonToon.
This is the fly who dunnit. Aaron and I tied a few on and up Sunday night.
The slime was still there, but not as bad and most of it had blown to the other side of the lake. Last week we had a little cold front come through, and it looks like the warmth is back, so I would bet the fishing will be going off in the next 2 weeks. I should be able to get back next week sometime. Holla!
-Alex
looks like a fun time - and i can almost smell the lake when looking at the pics. Or is that the stale beer? Speaking of ass-kickings, you need to hook up with your homie here in Colorado and hit the Taylor this year - open up a can of Jihad on the trout there and make them bow to their sensei.
ReplyDeleteAwesome site, by the way.