MARSHFIELD, WI (OnFocus) – We spent the second vacation weekend of the summer. Hope you all enjoyed the 4e, the fireworks display I watched at Hotchkiss Last Cast was nice. With the pages turned on the calendar and showing July, my mind begins to think about bow hunting. I started the training session with my Mathews bow since we have 70 days until the opening weekend of the bow season.

I haven’t done a lot of archery since spring turkey season, and it was good to flex the back muscles and let a few carbon rods fly. Early shooting sessions indicate that I could make a few minor adjustments to dialing in, but my shooting skills still provide ethical shooting when the time is right.

Some arrows need to be repaired, and the rope and cables should be replaced as they are now four years old. You could say, damn it, don’t rush to end summer and enjoy the nice weather before fall arrives.

Personally, my favorite season is fall; I love the temperatures, the change of colors, all kinds of outdoor activities to do. This is what I would call my Primetime. I enjoy the climate of Wisconsin, which offers us four seasons; heck, sometimes we get all four seasons in one day!

The other reason I’m looking to prepare for the fall season is from a consumer perspective. With labor and supply shortages, it’s time to plan now so you don’t stress out about not having the equipment you need for a fall adventure. And we all know that 70 days can blow by as fast as the weather can change here in Wisconsin!

In addition to starting the fall prep work, Mike and I returned to Cherokee Park on Monday to cast more musky lures. OMG, was that a scorching outing. At 6pm the truck was still showing temperatures in the 80s. When we pulled over that night after dark, it had just plunged into the upper 70s.

After trying for about an hour at Cherokee Park, I said to Mike, let’s go check out Big Rapids Park to see what it looks like. It’s been a very long time since I fished at Big Rapids Park, the facilities have been upgraded, the small park is waiting to have freshly shredded bark added under the gear. The swimming area seemed to have gotten smaller than I remembered, possibly due to lack of use over the years.

The feeling of being young returned that evening as I tried to leap from rock to rock to reach the fishing grounds. My confidence in the extent to which I am ready to rock has waned over the years. Not as light as when I was 14, at 47 now, you are not as willing to fall on rocks.

Mike had never fished in Big Rapids and didn’t even know this area existed. Her smile as we left the parking lot and looked upstream to watch the sun set against the rapids was reward enough that night. He turns to me and says, “It’s sure that’s a pretty sight! “

The only fish activity that evening was watching the occasional suckers jump out of the water. Seeing water levels about four to five feet low on the river explains why the Big Water Full Flowage continues to decline this year. If the feed river can’t even fill up, how will the Flowage recover? Mother Nature has a way to correct herself, and I hope by the time the hard water arrives the water levels on the Flowage have recovered!

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