I certainly do not have as many opportunities on the water as I used to, but getting creative with timing (when Breelyn is asleep) has allowed me to creep off to the river after midnight to get my fishing fix.
A couple weeks back, I tried to get Icthus on some night trouts, but he couldn't swing the vampire schedule with his weary travels....he made up for it while fishing with Jay.
I found a few, and started to catch on to a new style of streamerin' that was getting the bigger fish to eat. Plenty of gulps on top, several missed fish (one that I would have sworn was a beaver! Big Boy)---but I missed him. Left that night wanting justice for my missed attempts.
Last night, headed out at 2:00AM. Gorgeous night. Coyotes yipping in the hills, beavers crashing the water, coons in the brush, random possum--all the critters were riled up, so I figured the fish would be active too. Missed several,some large, but not many takers--Struggled for about 2 hours, and I was contemplating heading in...but I persisted --switched tactics to what I learned a few weeks ago, and it worked! Got rewarded with 2 nice 25" browns back to back as the sunrise was just starting to paint the sky.
No ramp needed, just a sore back from dragging in the slick leaves.
I tried out the auto timer on the 2nd fish:
It felt good to shake the cabin fever!
TW