R&R on the Brookie Meadow

Lately this site has turned into more of a family blog then a fishing blog. But within the last year, I realized I was forsaking my family for fishing and I felt like a chump. Tonight I skipped my study group to go in the mountains with the family for some much needed R&R for both Katy and I. Katy didn't stray much from her M.O. and caught fish while holding Caleb; except this time Caleb was in a sling instead of her womb. The little brookies were very aggressive towards our flies. In the short time we fished this little meadow stream, many fish were risen and quite a few made it to hand.

Retro Bass

This is a throw back to simpler times when I could play in the mud and get fish slime on my hands. This is on my Georgia Grandpa's Pond circa 1983. That's me holding the bass.

Connor on Willow Creek

As planned, Connor and I went fishing this afternoon. We had a water safety discussion before we started and he did very well following the rules. It was a great joy to watch my boy have so much fun reeling in fish. This is only the beginning.

Purple Haze and The Stoned-Beetle

I plan to take Connor to Willow Creek tomorrow. So tonight we tied up a few morsels to entice the locals. Last time I was there, I spanked them on a #14 Purple Haze. I also tied up a few #10 Stoned-hoppers, but once they were complete, they looked more like a beetle...hence the name.

I haven't had much to post lately, but hopefully I'll have something tomorrow. With a new baby, full-time work, and just starting my first year of school to become a Murse, I don't anticipate many fishing trips this Fall.

Caleb John Anderson

September 4 2010

10:13pm 6 lbs 15 oz 19.5"