Wading

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I tied a few yellow perch streamers and decided to see if I could get some bass on the fly rod.

My technique would be to paddle to the islands, anchor the kayak, and wade about, casting the the points of the islands.  I had paddled upstream and decided to work down the river, hopping from island to island.

We river had dropped a few inches and the water was starting to clear.  The wading was good, but I was kicking up a lot of silt and mud.  I made a mistake deciding to work downstream as I would always be muddying the river where I would be casting.

As I was getting ready to head over to White Birch Island, the geese came by.  Groups of  parents and goslings were swimming upstream towards me.  They came around the point of the island, saw me, and nonchalantly headed across the river.

Wade, cast, wade cast.  Back in the kayak, paddle downstream, wade, cast, wade, cast.

No luck, to strikes.

I broke out the spinning tackle.  Crank-baits weren't getting too much action.  I caught a rock bass.  The spot between White Birch and Goose Islands gave me a couple of smallmouth.  I switched back over to the fly rod, but still no luck.

I'll keep trying. . .