manistee river browns and coho

Well, the weatherman said the high was going to be 30 and I'm fairly confident we were lucky to hit the mid 20's.  Such is winter fly-fishing and over the years I feel I've developed an odd longing for this time of year and its harshness.  It's true that there is some great fishing to be had during this time of year but I don't think that explains all of the desire it brings.  Why we fish in an environment the causes most animals to hibernate is a question worth asking.  But nonetheless, it is so enticing that we layer-up with our warmest tech gear and wade out into the icy waters knowing that the day will push our fingers and other extremities to their limit.  And push them we did.  Greg, Scott, and I headed

 to Tippy for a short afternoon to do some nymph fishing for trout.  Fishing was good with scuds fished in the deeper dark water in between the gravel shoals.  We even managed to land a coho salmon!  We didn't get many pictures because it was hard enough to fish let alone make ourselves get the camera out.   We had a lot of fun and the water was beautiful.  We'll be back for more.