No Love

The past couple of days have been trying to say the least.  After a memorable outing with JB on Saturday things were certainly looking favourable for the following few days.  Sunday morning had a damp gloomy feel to her and I hit the river around 10am launching the Hyde once again up by the dam.  The damp feel quickly turned to snow and then driving snow. 

The river traffic was up compared to the previous day and the willing players seemed to be tight lipped.  I struggled for the better part of the trip and late in the game blew two decent hookups withing minutes of each other in what felt like blizzard conditions.  Monday morning had me wading my South Side haunts in pursuit of some vindication.  I was feeling fairly confident that one would come to hand but trout after trout proved me wrong. 

Things were looking dismal until a white roe bag persuaded a giant resident brown to commit.  I knew it was a big resi as soon as it jettisoned a good foot and a half from the water.  It made my morning landing my new PB Manistee Resident Brown.  She taped out at 19" and was all of 3+ lbs. 

As I type this I am back home in Ontario.  A few days of work and a few days of Steelheading on my cherished Huron Tribs.  While I was away the local waters came into their own and it would be a travesty to not leverage off of these conditions.