Cold weather on the horizon prompted us to pull the boat after this one last, glorious, fall day on the water.
Lonesome Fisher(people)
You would think being the only boat out there, we would be catching all of the trout. Not the case. Nada. We did, however, catch some great fall sky footage over Danke Schoen Bay (Flathead Lake, Montana).
Here is a 2-minute clip:
Game Face
My pensive, Quint-like (Jaws), game face — seeking the “Great White” (or $10k contest trout). By the looks of my expression, this must be serious stuff.
First In, Last Out
Our boat sits alone in the marina again. We are one of the first boats in and one of the last boats out, each summer. We’ll try to squeeze out two more weeks before the crushing, season-ending, boat-slip-beating northeast winds kick in.
The Arrangement
Here’s the arrangement. It’s simple. I put Marlene on the fish. She catches and reels them in. I gaff and fillet. If I do my job well, I get a tip.
Rush Hour
We noticed a significant increase in summer tourist travel, so far. But, thankfully, not out here yet.