Happy New Year from Lone Lake
It had simply been too long since I'd been fishing, so New Year's Day seemed a good time to break the fast. Club members Tim Welsh and Greg Gomon joined me on Lone Lake in calm airs and light overcast sky. I'll let Tim and Greg tell their own stories and limit this post to my own experience.

While I have a little experience on Lone Lake, my trips there always begin by reviewing things Clarence Hein told me. I remember that the approximate weed line runs from near the point just west of the boat launch east toward the house with the willow trees in the yard, and that yellow was Clarence's color of choice for Lone Lake streamers. So, I should have been all set. The problem is that I think too much, and I don't like ruts. As a result, I started fishing with a white bala…





