Author: Chris Hansen

Miller Time

Miller Time “Monday.  6:00. Otsego. Millers”.  Who would know what to make of this cryptic text I sent out on Monday.  The recipient was Gunnar, he knew what it meant—Miller Time on the Mississippi.  Most of you probably still don’t know what I’m talking about.  There is a mayfly hatch that occurs all across North America, the scientific name of this bug is “Ephoron Leukon” or something similar, I’m not even going to look it up.   Around here we call these things “White Millers”, and every year in late July/early August they hatch in great enough numbers on the...

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Reports of my Death…

This story is brought to you by “Trout Fishing” –Keeping Chris Sane for Over 40 Years… Yeah, we got the hail.  I pointed out the green sky to the kids, told them whenever you see that, hail is coming.  I should have covered my truck, or at least parked it under a tree, because it got dinged up pretty good. Bunch of holes in the siding of our house too.  State Farm is covering it, but when I dropped my truck off for body work I was not expecting it to take so long.  I figured it would be the better part of week, but they’re waiting for parts, bla bla bla, and I’ll be lucky to have it back by next weekend.  And after attending a considerable number of fast pitch softball games, I needed to go fishing.  But with no truck there would be no pulling the boat, no loading up the kayaks, that leaves me with trout fishing.  AS it turns out, I like trout fishing, but for one reason or another I mostly stick to the late winter through spring for trout, and when summer rolls around my attention turns to bass and muskies and such.  Before I had a boat, I used to trout fish all summer, and maybe on a Thursday night there wouldn’t be eight cars at every bridge, so when I left...

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Harvest

Will I see you give more than I can take Well I only harvest some—Neil Young, from “Harvest”  There is something about the descent into a trout valley in Southeast Minnesota that puts me in a good mood like few other things can.  I started my journey on Saturday with the hopelessly boring drive on the highway south of the cities.  The only thing of interest is the occasional stream that is passed over; I make sure I’m in the right lane at every stream crossing so I can get the best view of the water below, helping to...

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What is the Worst Lure?

Enough with all the talk about lures that work.  Most of them do.  How about the Worst Lure? I get weekly emails from “Fishing Tackle Retailer”. Even though it’s been a decade since I was a retailer, I still like to keep track of trends and what not.  One feature they had recently sparked a memory, it asked the question “What is the worst lure of all time?”  Before I even got to their answer, one thing came to mind for me right away, and it turns out the author of the article had the same lure in mind. ...

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Not Even Eddie Can Break the Jinx

I mostly fish alone unless I can get one of my kids to come with, but they’re usually not too keen on the whole getting up early thing.  I don’t blame them.  So my wife was quite surprised when I told her I was going fishing with a Facebook friend I had never actually met.  “Are you sure that’s a good idea?  I mean…a lot of things could happen…”  “Yeah? Like what?  I thought you would be glad I ‘m trying to make new friends.”  “Well I don’t think it’s a good idea to go fishing with someone you’ve...

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