Pictures of Fish, Page 2
Believe it or not, sometimes I submit to the weather's mandate that I fish for lesser species than the noble salmonids. The temperatures soar in August and the trout take refuge in hidden spring seeps and the unfortunate hours preceding dawn. I yield to nature's demands, attaching beastly things to my tippet and lobbing them at the likes of muskellunge and smallmouth bass. Oh, life is hard!

I was disappointed at first to find that all the risers one evening were fallfish, but I had fun once I adapted my expectations and started catching fallfish over 15 inches like this one.

One of several nice smallmouths my dad and I caught on a mid-August float trip.


My best pike of the trip taped out at 30.5".

This is one of the nicer pike my dad caught on this trip, around 30 inches.

Fallfish-face.

My first Alaskan northern pike, around 21-22 inches long.
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My dad's first Alaskan northern pike.

One of several nice smallmouths my dad and I caught on a mid-August float trip.

My dad was messing around with this pike for about 10 minutes with various goofy weedless lures with mediocre hooking quality, and he kept missing it. Finally he threw on the only lure a spin fisherman ever needs, the Heddon Lucky 13 (my favorite for many years before I started fly fishing), and he caught the fish on the first cast. Not only did he hook it--he also snared it.
