Fredrick Sears | NW Warmwater

To tell the truth I have never even seen a Bonefish. Nor have I ever had the chance to
wade into those incredible clear tropical waters, wading across the flats to that equally
incredibly blue ocean looking for Bonefish.

When winter dreams turn to fishing I think about local waters, places I can fish in hours borrowed between obligations and family,
weekend afternoons on the local mountain streams.

This last season the snow pack stayed high and solid into August and moments to fish
were fairly short but frequent. The canoe stayed on the truck and after dinner the kid
and I would head to the lake, I’d shoulder the canoe off the truck, we’d grab some life
jackets the rods and paddle a slot out between the cattails.

The fishing was best during the evening breeze, the Bluegills, Pumpkinseeds and Bassbeing fairly indiscriminate in choosing between, poppers, wet flies or nymphs. The pond was the best as the sunset,
the colors tracing out across the waters, the evenings heat.
There was seventy eight inches of new snow at the ski area last week, I am a bit over
caffeinated, everyone in my field of view is wearing a hard shell over an insulation layer.

I don’t need to be chasing Bonefish right now but, I wouldn’t mind a change of pace and
the chance to spend the evening floating about on a warm and dry summer pond
chasing sunfish with my three weight which sits cased and alone in a corner of the
office.

Thanks for your submission Fredrick. We appreciate it greatly. A nice look on the other side. We should all look on the other side more often.

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