One More Week

One More Week

One More Week

One more week and we’re golden.

By 3PM Saturday the sun was out, things were warming up a bit and there was no point hanging around the house.

I seem to say that a lot. No point hanging around the house.

This time of year I avoid the Fox River. It will be high, muddy, for the most part unwade-able and I got bored of dabbling the edges at high water many years ago.

The creeks on the other hand are in perfect shape at the moment.

Except for being completely devoid of life.

Except for a few bugs coming off the sun drenched sections.

One more week and that will completely change. All the signs are there and for the next two or three months you’ll be hard pressed to find me anywhere but on one of the 5-7 creeks I plan on hitting.

So there was no bite, just a nice day for a stroll on a couple of creeks and what follows is what you get when there are no fish to be had.

The snow was only gone for a few days and already some green things.
I think it looks better in green, and full of fish.
Playing a game of hide and seek with the critters. Was nice to see a critter.
Scraping away last years leaf clutter to see what was going on underneath.
Another week and it will all be poking up out of the leaf clutter.
Coyote shit.
Deer shit.
A lone oak tree on a hill top against a bright blue sky.

Wudever…

I may have done something right for once. Unless it was brutally cold out, Tiki the Bitch Queen insisted on going on her nightly stroll. Since October I’ve probably been strolling about a mile every night.

Saturday’s hike through the woods, in the creeks, along the creeks was well over a mile. Plus weighted down in waders, heavy boots, heavy coat and a fishing vest. Past years on first ventures out this would result in sore leg muscles and tight muscles in my back. Tight between the shoulders to the point of taking the wind out of me.

This year, nothing. No worse for wear and tear.

Now all I need is to work those arm muscles with endless aggressive hits and runs from smallmouth bass in desperate need of food and sex.

One more week.

This Post Has 6 Comments

  1. Richard Velders

    30 Mar 2014 Reply

    Probably the same on Rock Creek this pm. Will let you know. Always love the spring green
    Great poopie pics. Should photo the tons of bunny stuff on my property Dick

    1. Ken G

      30 Mar 2014 Reply

      I meant to shoot you an email last night Dick to make sure you saw this. Looking forward to hearing how that creek is. I stopped on a bridge in Plano to take a look and didn’t see a single thing moving, but you never know what’s happening closer to the mouth.

  2. Howard Levett

    30 Mar 2014 Reply

    Great pictures Ken. It looks like things are coming back to life. It’s great to be alive!

    1. Ken G

      30 Mar 2014 Reply

      I’m hoping you get the opportunity to get out somewhere Howard. You’ve earned the right to be saying… it’s great to be alive.

  3. walt

    30 Mar 2014 Reply

    Another week is sure to make an exponential difference in things (although our 1-2 inches of new snowfall today wasn’t too encouraging). Nice pictures Ken. Best wishes for a great new season.

    1. Ken G

      30 Mar 2014 Reply

      I’m sure we’ll see a little more this year Walt. The large doses of sun alone are improving my attitude tremendously.

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