The past several weeks my Monday meanders were invested in discovering local skinny water, or rediscovering water from which I have long been absent. This week with the advent of summer I wanted a change of pace.
While I prefer wade fishing, sometimes getting fish means going a little deeper; which requires some form of floatation. Float tubes, pontoons and kayaks are in my bull pen. Last night the kayak got the call.
Fishing from a kayak presents unique challenges. One must maintain the position of the craft, manage flyline during casting, wrangle other accoutrements, and hopefully battle the occasional fish.
There is a small lake five minutes from my driveway. Even in the depths of our drought it has plenty of fishable water. So it was there that I launched for a few precious hours after work. My only companions this evening were 2 other paddlers. As evening drew on, even these departed, allowing me the facade of solitude.
Winds calmed; water became as glass.
But there is always that neighborhood kid who likes breaking glass…