Spent a couple of days up there about a week ago in the fly water, for the tail end of the winter run. I wasn't ready to put my big stick away and a large rain event that gave me that itch got me thinking, the last chance at a winter fish. Only the locals remained and the pick of the litter on runs were at your fingertips.
After day 1, nada, pretty used to it at this point with this river. Day 2 was a new day and it was time to pull out all the stops like we always tell ourselves. Fished all through the quality morning hours and still nothing, fine I just push on like I always do. about high noon hits and whammy it finally happened. Nice fish, nothing giant but finally the skunk was killed.
After the comedown I decided heck lets finish out the run and maybe do some lunch. Whammy, no more than 20 minutes after than the first, a second fish had taken on the hang, headed down, and felt as though it was not going to be stoppable any time soon.
Second fish tamed, pretty much was ready to wrap it up for the day and taste some of kentucky's finest spirits.
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