The Joy of Fly Fishing in New Brunswick

An Island in the Saint John River

Couldn’t have asked for a better day for fishing on Saturday.

The sky was clear almost the entire day but it didn’t get too awfully hot and the wind was pretty calm plus the fish were biting.

The last day we were out it was cloudy and rainy most of the day but I still got a bad sunburn. I didn’t even think of putting on sunscreen.

Not this time. I put it on before I left the house and 3 more times during the day. Didn’t get any burn at all making it much easier to sleep Saturday night.

Casey took me to the Saint John river at Jemseg where we fished for a while and soon arrived at the enterance to Harts Lake.

Enterance to Harts Lake

I caught two bass and one pickerel while trolling a little Rapal Perch countdown.

The last day we were out fishing I got my butt kicked royally. I didn’t do well trolling at all and tried every lure I had.

Before I ever left on Saturday I had made the decision to use just one lure for the entire day.

I chose the Rapala countdown with a perch pattern in the image on the left.

Just minutes after we launched I had my first strike and landed the first fish. A little smallmouth bass.

What a great way to start our day.

Here are a few shots I took throughout the day.

Launched From Under This Bridge

Spring Flooding Slowing Going Down

While we were trolling down the river towards Harts Lake we were close enough to the bank so I tried a few casts into the trees using my trusty red senko 5″ worm.

Casey was watching my other rod while my back was turned so I wouldn’t miss any fish. Made about three casts and had to stop as I had one on the other line.

Next I cast into a nice shaded spot under the trees and hooked into a pickerel there. So I now had two fish, a smallmouth bass and a rather small pickerel without a small mouth.

Casey laughs at me as I bounce around in the boat casting every where I can.

I may not get out fishing a lot but when I do I don’t miss a minute of fishing and usually come home completely exhausted.

Saturday was no exception.

After a fun day on the water we headed home. Casey stopped at a Dairy Queen on the way back where he bought me a very refreshing icecream cone.

It’s amazing just how much tastier a free icecream is when you’ve earned it over a day of fishing. It kinda tasted like VICTORY.