After a few rain showers, and yes, snow showers throughout the day, the skies began to clear early this evening. I felt like a glutton for punishment, so I grabbed my gear bag and threw it in my truck and headed down the road. The only beauty about the "opener" is that it re-opened one of my favorite spring spots on of the Otter Tail to fishing. Luckily, the crummy weather had put off the crowds and I was the only down there. I grabbed my 6 weight and tied on one of my soft hackled prince nymphs and a couple of small split shots. I walked down the bank to find the current eddy that was holding a ton of white suckers a few weeks earlier. There were still suckers here spawning! I hooked up with a fish on my first drift, but unfortunately it was foul hooked. After a couple more chances and a foul hooked walleye, I caught and landed the first white sucker of the day. This male had nicely developed tubercles. When I grabbed the fish to remove the hook, he released milt everywhere. It was a mess. Of course the sucker decided it would be funny to splash me at the same time. I had milt all over my pants, jacket and hands. Regardless, the day took a complete 180 from this morning. I proceeded to catch over a dozen more suckers over the next 2 hours. A couple of females were quite full with eggs; another male released his milt, but this time I was wiser and avoided the shower.
It was a great way to end the day. I love roughfish on the fly.