With Winters arrival up here in the Great White North, I have been getting back in the fly tying saddle. It had been a long while since I’ve tied anything but baitfish for bass since the move up to Minnesota. I’m slowly getting back in to the swing of things, and I must say, it’s just like riding a bike.
There’s ice on the lakes, so, this fly most likely won’t see water until next June….unless I plan a winter trip somewhere warm that has big fish willing to eat an 8/0 Partridge Universal Predator X that trails behind a huge foam head.
Who know the Great White North had Great White Mini Sharks.