George and I headed out early in the morning with all the promise of the new year upon us. Our initial lake selection was a wind storm, so we back tracked to a lake that was surprisingly calm in comparison. The wind eventually hit us for a couple of hours but not until after we were all set up and fishing.
The fish were moving around and we saw plenty of them down the holes but takes were few and far between. I managed to mishandle at least three takes and that was all I could seem to do. George fared better hooking a few others including a big brute that slipped him during battle.
Another great start to the new year, we never saw another person all day long.
The moon setting to the west after we set up
Standing our ground in the wind
One rainbow that didn't manage to get away from George