The water still is fascinating with it's clarity. Also daunting since I think this is shutting down some good fishing. But with this clarity I decided to walk the west shore in the water from the pipes to the outflow. There are a lot of tangles in the first 100 feet or so, which is why I usually don't do this. Being able to see where you're walking helps tremendously.
I chose to do this because that shore had been sitting in the sun for a few hours. At Saw Wee Kee the day before, this type of water produced a couple of fish that were sunning themselves in pretty shallow water. A couple of fish were doing the same along here. Did get to land the smaller one, and I did get to see the bigger one in the clear water before it disappeared from the end of my line. Depressing to say the least.
In all, a half dozen smallies were landed, three bigger heavier ones never saw the light of day. A few foul hooked carp livened up the fishing with bullet like runs up the river, drag singing before popping the hook. One little guy was unusually green.
After a long stretch of nothing I was at the end of the flats under an overhanging maple that has been protecting a deep spot for years. I almost didn't make it there because I kept debating on whether or not to just go home. The wind was getting to me out in the open water. Glad I made it to the tree. Two casts, two smallies directly under the over hang. A few feet further down stream and one was just hanging out in the lift of water. Pretty much out in the middle of nowhere.
I was going to go further, but the wind really whipped up and the surface of the river was starting to look like it was boiling. Enough was enough.
On the way back across the river, turned to see the sun light streaming through the trees of the island I had just walked across. It didn't look lit up like this while under the trees. Tried again to capture that shimmering luminous look of fall colors and low light angles.
Not sure it worked. The sky was definitely a sky blue sky.
