Molunkus Bronzback Adventure
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Harry's
lodge
A trip to Molunkus Lake, Maine for some smallmouth bass
fishing - June 2007
My brother Jack,
brother-in-law Steve and
I spent a week at Harry's Lodge in Molunkus, Maine to do a little bass
fishing in Molunkus Lake, the Penobscot River and the Mattawamkeag
River. The accommodations were great, the fishing was very good and we
had a wonderful, relaxing time as guests of Bob and Jackie Paasch.
This was our home away
from home for the week.
This is an evening view of the lake and our boat dock. The lake is
about 7 miles long.
Steve pulls in the first fish of the trip on the first evening of our
arrival.
Jack relaxes as I motor us out to a 'Hot Spot'.
Me with a nice Molunkus Lake Bronzeback.
Steve with another strong fighter.
Jack with a 2 foot+ pickerel.
We found a spot with quite a few pickerel for when the bass fishing got
slow.
Me with another nice one. We caught lots of these beauties during the
trip,
probably averaging 2-3 fish per man for each hour
we fished.
I used my fly rod much of the time, using poppers which I tied prior to
the trip. The popper on the
left was the one I used for nearly the whole time. As you can see, it
got pretty beat up by those fish.
These large mayflies were on the water very often. On the last evening,
there was a
good hatch and we caught a number of fish that were coming up
for them.
We saw loons nearly every time we went on the lake.
During the heat of the afternoons, we sometimes took a ride through the
wilderness logging roads.
We spotted this doe getting a drink on a stream. We also saw
several grouse with chicks
and a bald eagle which flew about 75 feet above our heads when we were
on the lake.
Jack and Steve fishing
from the shore in the Mattawamkeag River.
We caught a number of
nice bass here and in the Penobscot River.
Bob and Jackie take a
break from their 'life of leisure' to get some firewood and kindling
ready for next winter.
Brandy, on the left, and
Bailey have a tug-o-war over a red squirrel.
They are pests that get
into the house and attic, so Jackie shoots them when Bailey
lets her know there
is one in a tree
by the house. The dog will sit at the base of a tree for hours until
Jackie gets the 22 rifle.
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