We need choppy water Steve told me when we had first started fishing together last year. The breeze off of the lake wasnt as bad as we had thought but it was enough to get a little chop going and keep the temperatures cool. We were the only ones at the boat landing that morning. I was ready to redeem myself after last year's trip resulted in a salmon throwing the hook and swimming away. We set up the three streamer lines and headed to the honeyhole to see if we could get a bite. We didn't spend too much time trolling before Steve yelled, "fish on!' and I jumped up to grab the rod and started reeling the line in, making sure to keep the line tight and the tip up. The water was cold but I was surprised by the lack of...
Staciand I headed out again for our second fishing adventure! For the second time, the water levels where we wanted to go were too high so we headed to my hometown to try our lines in the river. The Kennebec River The Kennebec River It was fantastic to be fishing there since I had never done it but I quickly learned that my lures were way too heavy for the water and the grass and slim covering the rocks. I would get caught on every two or three casts while Staci was using a fly rod and was able to cast out and relax for a few minutes before casting again. We walked about a mile down the river closer to town and tried again to get a bite. Seeing town from this angle was great! And the weather was perfect. My lure sunk worst...
As I was reeling in the first bass that I would keep, Don started the GoPro to document the actual catch. Hmm... I may need to get one of those! Come here please. Gotcha! Bringing him into the boat YUM A big thanks to Don at Maine Outdoors for sending these...
A couple of weeks ago, I was lucky enough to catch Don Kleiner of Maine Outdoors with some free time on his hands and convinced him to take me fishing. We could not have picked a more perfect day to be away from the world and on the water. We set off to catch Smallmouth Bass. Having caught my first fish with Robin, I was hopeful that I could at least catch something besides grass. Don was brave enough to attempt to teach me how to fish a few years ago and I hoped, as I stepped into the boat, that I had improved my skills a little bit since then. Our first spot was a fairly shallow spot near some overhanging trees. Don taught me that fish do not have eyelids so when it is sunny out, they usually hid in the shade...
