Saturday ended up being some howling bad wind here. 50 mph gusts turned up the chop pretty heavy on the stillwaters. I went out there to see if it was as bad as I thought it would be and it was pretty ugly. I threw some casts from shore for about an hour and a half but no takers. I was mostly trying to stay upright with the wind attempting to dunk me in the lake.
Sunday also was a wind storm up until about 1pm. I was sitting at the lake watching antelope and golden eagles and messing with my camera and binoculars waiting for the wind to die down. It finally lower to a white cap level that I could live with and I launched! First 'tooning of the year!
I threw all sorts of flies through the next three hours but never had so much as a bump. Well, it didn't matter. I was satisfied to be floating stillwater on March 5th.... this lake shouldn't open up for another 3 weeks in a normal year. Just the feeling of working a bugger over weedbeds made everything seem right in the world.
As the day faded into evening I decided to pack it up and head home. All equipment performed perfectly, even though I came very close to losing my anchor (initially I did not tie it off... good things to work out on the first trip).