A little of this and a little of that:
It’s been several years since zebra mussels were discovered in the Alexandria Chain of Lakes. Careful readers know my family has a cabin on the chain’s Lake Carlos. This has been an exceptionally hot summer, and even without such heat, the water typically sports a greenish tint by this time of year.
But that’s not happened this year. Everyone is talking about how clear the water is. The result of zebra mussels? Who knows, but at this point, two things are clear: the vegetation growth in the lake seems heavier than usual, and the water seems clearer than usual. I’m certainly not advocating for more mussels, but as long as they’re here, it’s going to be interesting to see what happens over the long run.
I’ve been making a concerted effort to get my daughter, who turns 3 in November, out fishing. She loves it. She’s really not fishing, mind you, but she enjoys watching me catch fish and she enjoys touching and holding them. I don’t like it when she cries, but that’s exactly what she does when it’s time to go in. Then she talks incessantly about going the next time, or about the fish we (she) caught. And when I ask her what she wants to catch, it’s usually a “big” fish.
Taking Tori fishing really has been a good bonding experience, and is something we both look forward to. Here’s hoping it’s something we can enjoy together for a long time.
I’m planning to spend a day or two this year at Game Fair. If you’ve never attended, it’s well worth it. If for nothing else than to get pumped about this fall’s hunting seasons.
The application period now is open for deer and wolf licenses. I’ll have to apply for a deer license, since my area once again is a lottery area. I didn’t draw a doe tag last year, but was lucky enough to shoot a small buck.
For our group, at least, last year was a good one.
I still haven’t decided if I’ll apply for a wolf permit. It would be cool to have one in my pocket, but even if I get one, the chances that I’ll actually see a wolf I can shoot are miniscule. Have to wonder how many deer hunters will feel the same way.