For the past 12 years MHS homecoming Friday has meant small town parade and big football game. Football has never really been my thing but i do love a parade. In the past I've been in the parade, judged window design and floats.
We've had damp rainy cool weather and beautiful sunny crisp fall weather. This year was once again the latter.
The community really gets involved from the bomb fire, to the jersey auction and the parade.
This year was exceptional weather.
After fulfilling my duties lining up the parade participants I hit the back roads to check out the fall colors and the trout streams.
The first stop was Maple Valley.
I tied on a jig that Big Jim had tied years ago. A bright yellow wolley bugar with a hot pink collar on an old second jig the the women who tied for Lacey Gee had tossed aside.
It was Lacey Gee, owner of the Wapsi Fly Company of Independence, Iowa, who discovered that the tame white turkey had feathers similar to the marabou stork, and he began packaging them to sell to fly tyers. In the early 50s when jigs began showing up in fresh water, he set about designing a marabou jig
Some suspect his first, a tiny, 1/16-ounce tinsel and marabou concoction was probably originally tied by him as a streamer fly for crappies, but that jig, the Mitey Mite, soon became the standard against which all crappie jigs were measured. It still is.
It was during those years that Big Jim fished with him on the Wapsi, in the ‘60s and ‘70s .
No luck on the stream. But, I did see a few spooky trout flash in some of the larger pools.
Saturday we went down to Iowa city to hang the show down at the Motley Cow. ART at the Mtotley Cow Cafe
After the show was hung we met up with Beau and Anna to watch the Hawkeye Home Coming Game down at Joe's. Then to the Hamburg Inn 2 for a bite to eat.
Home coming is much more than football. Its friends, family and fishing.