All my fish were taken on soft hackles in the top eight inches of water. It was awesome!
Saturday night saw a lovely small socially-distancing after-opener party hosted by my friend Lauren at her cabin on the Manistee. We had burgers and brauts cooked over the firepit. Lovely time.
The evening was less thrilling. I camped. Rain turned to cold (I used a 0 degree bag) and then this morning, sleet. Yea, sleet!
I broke camp and loose packed my tent fly in a construction garbage bag for the four hour ride home (road construction season). When I got it out to put it in the sun and breeze to dry, it was still coated with ice.
Luckily, it is sunny and forty-five degrees at home. Great drying day for boots, waders, and tents.
I hooked six fish. Three I had to work diligently to earn the take. Two to net, two lost at net (barbless fishing), and two to long distant release.
I had a blast. I hope your opener goes as well.
Watch the ice build-up.