Family gathering in Maine this past weekend. Brought 4 fly rods- 2, 4, 6, 8wt. Didn't fish much (5 hours total over 3 days?), but ate a lot. Friday night I was having fun catching big Sunnies from a sandy beach on my 2wt. I was tossing a medium sized (#6) grasshopper. Next thing I know, a huge maw is engulfing my fly. The ensuing battle was fun and very surprising. Two pound large mouth bass on a 2wt, 6.5ft, fly rod and 2lb tippet.
Caught a million sunnies with some over 1lb on the 2 and 4wts, a couple other bass on the 6wt, and some perch. Nothing on the 8wt, no bucketmouths this time around like in times past. My dad was conventional fishing and nabbed a couple bruiser 3-4lb pickerel, some perch, and a scrappy little bass. It was a relaxing weekend.
This week it's finally back to surf fishing for a couple more weeks, then I am off for family reunions (yes, reunionS) couple weeks in a row. The cicadas are singing and I can feel the summer slipping by. It's been a very rough year, but I am slightly more rested after my break and re-enthused to get back out into the black and chase the cows again.