I've gone to a couple meetings of the Huron River Fly Fishing Club this summer. It would be nice to meet a few people offline who fish, and I certainly could stand to learn more about fishing the Huron, a hometown treasure that I've to which I've so far devoted only casual attention.
Last Thursday the club met at Delhi Metropark, which I had never seen before. The meeting consisted of a casting clinic followed by some fishing time. The fishing was fine, so I made a plan to return last night. I got on the water about 8:30, got nothing until some light feeding on ephorons began around 9:15. Took one 12" smallmouth on an emeger, a 15" on a dun. The feeding had mostly stopped after I released the second fish, which was just as well since it was just short of 10:00, at which time the park closes. The park police did swing by as I was taking off my waders back at the car.
They're hanging in the basement now, and my wading boots will be in the sun on my porch shortly. If I have my way, though, my gear may never dry fully during the next two or three weeks. Peak season on the Huron is here!
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