Twenty-something year old me would be scratching my head. Fifty-something year old me gets it.
I pulled into Newaygo to find that Danny and Steve were waiting on me. I ran through a quick checklist of fly rods and gear to move over to Steve's drift boat and we were off to the river. I wouldn't say that fishing was lights out but we caught a few smallmouth and a pike, talked shit and had some laughs, enjoyed a top shelf on the river lunch, and were off the water by mid-afternoon.
A highlight for the day was casting towards the bank, upstream of a downed tree, and watched as a hefty smallmouth emerged from the pile to rise up to the fly, inspecting it, and then soft slurped it in. It all worked out like it was supposed to.
Here's a few snaps from the day...
I don't think there is a more "fishy" guide than Captain Steve Martinez. I've caught my largest lake run rainbow trout, carp, smallmouth, black drum, and redfish with him and cherish all the years that we've fished together. He invited me over to fish with him on Beaver Island in 2011, and that sparked a friendship with us fishing together a few days to a couple of weeks each year. If you want to catch smallmouth, salmon, steelhead, or trout on the west side of the state, he's the one. His website is down right now but he's easy to reach through Facebook or Instagram.
Support Danny by checking out Crooked Creek Holler and scheduling a session at Hot Stuff Tattoo.
Thanks boys for the stellar time. I'm always happy to take the backseat.

































