It's a bit late in the season for atlantics, but i couldn't resist trying. 30 knot winds on Thursday afternoon made things interesting too. All said, i had an arm jarring connection on thursday evening with what was maybe a 20'' atlantic that jumped and flipped like nothing i've ever seen. That fish was released in the air a good 80' down and across from where i was standing. I was pretty stoked and fueled to really slay'em on friday. Late or not, they were there.
Ha...on the river just after sunrise, i'd spend the entire day snap t'ing, double speying and roll casting, only to hook up with a handful of small rainbows and watch atlantics do aerial acrobats for a few hours in the afternoon. Fun time non the less.
The International Bridge...cars lined up from one end to the other, waiting to go through customs on both sides.
Back on home waters, Scotty turned this wild gem yesterday.
photo's by eric berglund