When I was a little kid, I was almost killed by a largemouth bass.  I was a camper at Camp Warren on Half Moon Lake near Virginia Minnesota.  I was 10 years old.  This is what I remember.

Before dinner, we generally had some free time.  I always used that time to go fishing.  I dashed down to the dock at the end of camp.  The dock extended out into a bed of reeds.  There were sometimes bass in those reeds.  I flung out a Hula Popper on my Zebco 202 and proceeded to chug.  The biggest bass I’d ever seen exploded on it.  It was a struggle.  There was lots of plastic drag screeching and fiberglass bending, but somehow the line held and it was time to land my trophy.

There was a row...

Spring rolls into summer and summer rolls into fall rather quickly in the far north.  Before we know it, the end of our season on the Mystic Waters is just around the corner.  But the final days are always special.  The weather may be fickle.  Amazing one day and brutal the next.  But the fish...

Tony Melton has been fishing with Mystic Waters since 2001.  He came to us with the goal of catching a 30" Kenai River Rainbow.  He got a 31" bow his very first day.  Even though he achieved his dream within hours, we have been fortunate to host Tony for many Mystic Waters days over the years and we look forward to each and every visit.

Just a couple more weeks of hosting guests on our ...

Where does the time go.  One day the sockeye are chrome and going on the stringer. Then suddenly they are red, spawning and sparking the yearly trout feeding frenzy we love.

Stacy on the morning commute to the fly fishing grounds.

We love watching the rainbows get fat.

Denny Crum on his yearly mission to exercise as many Kenai River Rainbows as possible.

After another fantastic day on the water, its nice to relive the memories with some tasty Alaska Beer.

Tight Lines!