On Sunday I tentatively planned to fish a local for some easy trout but when forecast called for 100°F my fishing partner backed out. No worries as I was fishing with Luc the following day. Forecasts were much better as much of the morning would be overcast. So we had high hopes for a good day. After launching we drifted the east side this time and within the first 1000 yards I put my fly, into the tules. Since it was only only attached to one reed I figured it should have slid off easily but instead my leader broke. I was fairly pissed as this was the fly I tied the night prior and was all out. I switched to another popper slightly smaller but the action simply wasn't the same although it was the same design. It just wouldn't give me an aggressive pop. So I switched to another same size and body shape but this one was more to my likening. The wind picked up early and so Luc decided to move us across the lake to the west side to protect us from it.
This seemed to help and Luc would hook into several fish before I managed to get my first. It must have been the laziest take I've ever witnessed. It porpoised it in what seemed like slow motion. I set the hook and it gave a half-hearted fight up until it realized it wanted to play. Not a big fish at all but healthy. Every fish has been so this year. Even the juveniles are fat and muscular. Luc would end the day with at least 15 blowups half or so landed. I had 8-10 blowups with 4 to hand. The last fish form e had some sort of wort on it's tail. Never seen that but Luc has a few times. Jet skiers were out in force today with at least 6 boats making their run with more launching when we were leaving.