All summer my buddy Luc would text me if I wanted to stop by the lake and fish. I couldn't and after a while and multiple declines I told him I hate declining so much and it would be best and wait for me to ask. Unfortunately I never had the chance and soon the year passed. After my return from Taiwan I was getting cabin fever and wanted to fish. I texted Luc and we made plans. Still with the haze of jetlag I didn't realize the date we chose a family member's birthday so I had to cancel. With rain in the forecast and a full calendar I couldn't get back to the lake until much later.
Once the weather stabilized we set the date. By 7am I was at Luc's home and we set off to launch the boat. Popper season has yet to commence. We needed the water temps to increase a few more degrees. Probably a couple more weeks. So that meant full sinking lines until then. I've had a few experimental flies I wanted to try out and this was the time to give them a shot. Unfortunately none seemed to produce. So I switched to one of Luc's EP shad flies after he managed a few. All in all he ended the day with at least nine. I did manage one at the end of the day. Takes were super subtle. As Luc described it it feels as if you finger flick your line. Barely fishing last year, I'm completely out of practice and have lost the "feel." Reaction times are slow and my casts are poor; I'm completely out of my groove. Need to change that.