This past weekend reminded me of why I look forward to summer each year as I finally made it “down to the river”. This is something that seems to happen no more than two or three times a year now, so I do savor every moment, as I know that many here do as well, even though they may spend a lot more time in these haunts than I do. I challenge anyone to say it is something they could ever get sick of, particularly on nights like the past few.
My brother and I spent most of the weekend cruising the sloughs and the backwaters in a dented up old canoe, doing our best Huck Finn impersonation.
We started up the Vermillion chasing bowfin and channel cats and ended up on P-3. By the end, my poor frayed thumbs couldn’t take much more channel cat action and we did get into a few flatheads as well. I will see later tonight if I’ve got a few pictures to share (unfortunately, everything we brought got a little wet). A trip highlight was having IDA superstar BrianK motor by our camp one evening, no doubt on the scent of the cats, although all he mentioned at the time was walleyes. I guess I sometimes go for those too (particularly if it is nearing dinner time). Reading now,it sounds like he and his party ended up doing well, which is great to hear. I hope there are many more magical nights this summer for everyone to enjoy.
Phil