What a great week it has been. The morel mushrooms have started to show themselves, and the forecast looks real good.
In fact, I will go as far as to say that with the amount of precipitation we have received, combined with the warmth and sunshine forecast for the upcoming week, this will be one of the best mushroom seasons ever.
Yes, I mean ever – not in the last few years, or even last decade, but ever.
Just the fact that the small grays have started is encouraging. Then throw in the large amount of rain, and you're looking great.
Now, when you give these babies a good couple days worth of warm sunshine – look out.
There is going to be mushrooms everywhere. We are going to hear many people saying they are finding more than they ever have. I cannot wait to get in the woods next week,
I believe it is going to be very special. You heard it here first – if you have been thinking about giving mushroom hunting a try, this will be the year to do it.
Another week down on the Rock, and yet another pair of local people who had never had time to really fish the slightly swollen Rock River.
When Steve and Amy Sandrock arrived riverside Monday morning, our biggest question wasn't whether we'd catch a few fish or have a good time.
The question was, "when would the storms be here to push us off the river?"
Well, let's give Mother Nature her due, she gave us 7 hours of tolerable, dry weather. That was more than we had ever thought.
Even with the cold front that had pushed through over the weekend, I knew the fishing would be slow. However, we caught a decent amount of fish and some pretty good channel cats as well, including an exciting triple-header to finish the day as the rain started to fall.
You know, it still amazes me every time I get locals in the boat that have either been on the river very little or not at all. I love and appreciate the fact I got to be the one to introduce them to our beautiful river.
I still love hearing from rookie river travelers how quiet it is on the river. Then comes the "how beautiful it is" part, and on and on. Makes me more and more grateful to my dad for starting me young.
Now, if you're looking to catch some great-tasting fish this week, let me be the first to tell you that the crappies are biting.
There isn't a better tasting fish around. So, you may want to get out after a few of these spotted beauties while the getting is good. Until next week, Go Catfish!