Summer is here and so are the Walruses. A dog named Benji.
127 degrees……..mind you it did cool off to 114 once we got on the road for a few minutes.
Truth be told the temps are great till 1 pm and by that time our days are done or damn close to being done. I try to have the first fish in the boat by 7 and the last one by 2. Then it’s air conditioning time. How’s the fishing in the heat of the summer you ask? I hear a picture is worth a bunch of words……so lets show you 11 and we will start with my man Lambo’s new personal best that came in at 9.57 lbs.
….and the rest of the walrus party that includes Troy and Bill’s most epic trip.
Those pics are the good news. We are whacking big fish let there be no two ways around that. The bad news? My numbers suck. Seriously suck……we have had a 7 fish day up to a 37 fish day with most days settling into the upper teens lower 20’s. For this time of year that’s simply not very good. Before my back injury I had spots that you could sit on and literally catch 50 fish and that’s spots as in plural, more than one.
Our water levels the last month or so have been on a free fall and those jackpot spots I had pumping out fish after fish after fish have simply dried up. Where did the numbers move to? Man I’m trying to find em every day and I have been very fortunate to have found a few really really REALLY small spots holding really big fish……just not many, but enough to make trips VERY memorable.
and speaking of memorable……
My girlies found a little dog that was nearly on his last day. We’ve nursed him back to health with the help of our vet.
As you can see he’s doing well and the other dog’s absolutely love him. We are glad to have em as well.