Labor Day , and this past weekend, I’ve been able to get out and share the water with my brother, then my father, and solo. The Hog Skiff did awesome, and got me to waters on 3 rivers I’ve been daydreaming about visiting for years. I ran up and down some seriously bony class I rapids…got a few dings in the jet foot, but had an absolute blast getting them.
The summer bite is over and the fall bite hasn’t quite kicked in. Despite the slower fishing, we were immersed in perfect weather and gorgeous setting, and still did have some fishy encounters. Jay missed and absolute monster smallie, and I was able to land a muskie to share an awesome memory fishing with my father.
Once the frosts start kicking in, and the lethargic muskies become unglued from the bottom, I will return to pay them another visit. I’ll try to focus more on the smallies now that they’re getting fired up. Got a good tip on some new water that sounds unreal.























Here’s a short video of the jet riding back to the ramp.
http://vimeo.com/m/74174328
Travis