G.T. and I went target shooting at a state conservation area the other day. An absolutely perfect spring day, sunny and 60s. We had the outdoor shooting range to ourselves and managed to expend a couple hundred rounds of .22LR. G.T. had brought his competition .22 rifle with a scope, and I my trusty .22 single-shot rifle Dad bought me for $15 when I was twelve.
After we were sated with the gunplay, as we exited the conservation area, we noticed a small lake with a very pleasant, fishy blue-green color. Immediately we stopped to reconnoiter. I’m not a good judge of area, but I would estimate the lake at three acres or so, certainly larger than what I would call a pond. As we stood on a hillside looking down at the water, we could see bluegill and bass cruising the shore. The decision was made. We would return as soon as possible and launch a kayak and fish towards that very attractive shoreline, me with my trusty Iwana and some poppers. I think it’s going to be a lot of fun.
I’ll keep you posted.