I have now been working in Wabasha for about six months. I started making the commute in November when the water had just began to start to turn over for the winter season. I drive 30 miles of Highway that runs along the Mississippi River twice a day.
If you are a regular reader of my reports you will know that I have been playing catch-up and have not been writing and posting photographs as often as I once did. I have many excuses for that. One could say I have begun to lose the inspiration I was had with fishing exotic Trout species. During this transitionary time I have been fishing a lot however seeking species that I have never caught before or species that I feel as though I had caught incidentally previously. Further, I have many species of fish that I need to re-catch in order to document the proof of my catch-and-release quarry.
I have lived in Winona for eight years. In that time I have spent over 1000 days on designated Trout water honing my ability to use a fly rod, read water, and match the hatch all while developing a mantra that affords me mental health hallmarks.
This season I intend to concentrate on the big river that flows through my back yard. The same one that I drive 60 miles of each day. The same big river that splits this country in two. The same big river that holds fish over 75-pounds. The same big river that is home to about 100 species of fish. I have heard you calling my name for nearly a decade now Mississippi River and now I feel apt enough to forbode the training grounds of the feeder creeks and rivers that contribute to your greatness.
I have started this season with many great experiences; mayfly hatches in February, i have caught, handled, and released two species of fish that were previously unfamiliar to me, the Black Redhorse and the Greater Redhorse, and have caught numerous Bowfin on a fly.
Thank you again for visiting and here’s to another season on the water!