Our roving ambassador of fun, Big Fred Contaoi, sent me this pic from one of his recent travels in the Southwest. Not only is it a beautiful shot, it’s one that gives me that extreme jones for a road trip.
There’s just something so cool about going someplace you’ve never been…pulling over to look off every bridge you come to. And maybe, just maybe hooking into a species you’ve never caught before.
Yep, I gotta break out and do a fishing roadie soon!
Yesterday was a good day on the American River…warm sun, some willing biters, good conversation…and then, the grand finale.
A crisp, greasy-smooth morning. A topwater plug chug-chug-chugin’ across the surface. Geese cackling overhead and a big striper somewhere down below hears the breakfast bell ringing. Soon, the calm will be shattered and the popper will disappear in a violent explosion of spray.
Ah, yes, I love those fall mornings on the Delta. I can’t wait!
So, one morning I was burning down the road, boat-in-tow, hustling to catch the morning bite on Lake Tahoe when I passed Emerald Bay right at first light. The sunrise was epic and I missed a few prime minutes of fishing gawking at it… time well spent!
The flat calm sunrises on Tahoe in the summer are awesome and one of the reasons I look so forward to guiding up there! I can’t wait.