What DO I remember? I will never forget the pristine beauty, the fresh smell in the fall air, the isolation and the raw thrill of a fly-line flowing through the guides......
Have you been to the Grand River in Grand Rapids MI? Heard about it perhaps? OK, I will cut the romantic crap then. That smell was probably the homeless guy fishing next to me for hours on end. Forget about isolation, you fish shoulder to shoulder or you don't catch fish. As for the fly-line, well you may have a fly-rod but you don't actually use fly-line. The method of choice is called chuck-and-duck. You typically use amnesia running line, large (occasionally a full ounce!) lead weights and some sort of egg pattern with a spawn-sac hooked on. To call it fly-fishing is a stretch.
Which brings us to beauty. What the surroundings and methods lack the fishing has in plenty. There are so many varieties of Great-Lakes Salmonid runs in the Grand that there is something long and strong running at least 7 months out of the year.
Not just Steelhead and Salmon! Lake-Run Brown, Grand Rapids MI, Fall 2003 |