Image by Tim Somero via FlickrI feel so blessed to be living in Canada. We are able to come and go as we please and we have so much compared to a lot of other countries. It’s good to be alive.
Fly fishing for smallmouth bass from my float tube is always exciting, even on a bad day, if there is such a thing. I am really looking forward to my trip out. I just have to wait until all the yard work is done, the house is painted and a fence in built around our entire property.
Well okay, I made that last part up. I have been busy with planting this year and haven’t had much spare time but there is always time to go fly fishing, especially for smallies from a float tube. It’s just too much fun to pass up.
The reason I am writing this post is because an image popped into my head while I was watching a fishing show over lunch. I saw a good friend and I fly fishing in Lake George, New Brunswick and nothing was happening and my friend was getting a little discouraged, not too much, just a bit.
We were fishing close to shore and there was quite a bit of distance between boat docks and any kind of structure, so there was a lot of paddling without much action.
Until we rounded a small point, just big enough that we had not seen what was there. To us as we were at water level in our float tubes all we could see was open water but there was a small bay full of rocks, boulders, downed trees and lily pads.
We both thought we had drown out there and had gone to heaven.
Before we could even get to this new glorious spot the smallmouth’s started going wild and our day in smallmouth bass heaven had just begun.
I am the type of guy that just give up that easily and my friend was always willing to follow me because he knew I almost always caught fish and this day was no different.

Sport Fishing on the Fly








