SHigSpeed
10-17-2010, 07:29 PM
This water has been on "the list" for a while now, and I can emphatically check it off - and I'll be back!
Got to the trailhead before sunrise, but a bit delayed as I'd overshot it a bit and had to turn on the trusty GPS to get to where I should've been...
Strapped and ready to go:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5087848857_42a7994dec_z_d.jpg
Yeah, it's an old-school bike. I actually used it to fling the Bee back in the late 80's! Still get's me where I need to go, er, more on that later...
Hopped on and started looking for the road. Not having been there before, I chased my tail in the brightening morning for a good bit before heading the right direction.
Even being middle-aged and weak, the road wasn't too bad, but I did have to get off and push on a few of the steeper hills.
Here's one:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5088450872_f8eed1ff20_z_d.jpg
Might not look it but it basically goes straight up! :) The fall colors were gorgeous though!
Leveling out towards the lake:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5088453170_bcc8dc34d3_z_d.jpg
"So this is what I've been waiting for?":
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5087859111_2c6d8cd2c0_z_d.jpg
There's one guy on the lake already - tubing. As I'm setting up, another group shows up (I had passed them on the road). Fish are rising, and though my tube is set up, I choose to throw "a few casts" from shore. What could it hurt right?
Well, as the light gets a bit better, there are fish everywhere! All I can see are cruising white-tipped fins. One of the other guys gets into one, and misses a few takes. I get hit a couple of times, but not cashing in. I'm frantically going through my streamer box one by one - even trying some crazy Pyramid patterns.
The group heads out in their tubes, others show, head out...
Finally, I figure out what they'll eat, and it's game on!
Fatty!:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5088460320_3419289067_z_d.jpg
Brute!:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5088461118_da5d12acac_z_d.jpg
Prettiest of the day:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5088469366_0d222d84b6_z_d.jpg
Got a handful more of the same. Awesome! Most guys with me on shore or floating had skunk/1/2 days - first timer's luck right? ;)
By lunchtime I felt like I was fishing at Rancho Seco during trout derby though:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5087877839_8512142623_z_d.jpg
If you're looking for some solitude, guess this ain't it.
The bite didn't last for too long though, and I'd had my fill of brookzillas, so I packed up (never got the tube wet!) and pedaled towards the car. The ride back made the torture in worth it! Mostly coasting downhill with minor uphill stretches. Thing was, the bumps on the road and the rocks had shaken my rack mounting screws something fierce and I soon had lost one leg. The rack tweaked off center and started dragging on the tire. Looking for the lost screw was a fool's errand, so I got creative:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5087879663_268c139d57_z_d.jpg
I guess necessity IS the mother of invention.
Didn't have any more issues all the way back.
Had to do the gawky thing here. The vista way cool:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4126/5087883277_5dbc077f30_z_d.jpg
Road towards home (gotta clean the windshield!):
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5088484692_2949e359e2_z_d.jpg
So that was my day. Stopped by Heenan on the way home to see if Scott and Gene were still there and it was a ghost town! I'd never seen it so empty. Guess they all came out to join me instead?
Next time (and there will be a next time) maybe I'll actually get in the tube, and maybe I'll get my 20"er. Wondering if the pre-spawn ritual caused the lockjaw, and I should've been there earlier? Or later? Were they only concentrated where I was? Or are they this thick everywhere? Is there a fly or technique that would have gotten more of these guys to hit? How's this place fish the rest of the season?
Gotta love new water...
_SHig
Got to the trailhead before sunrise, but a bit delayed as I'd overshot it a bit and had to turn on the trusty GPS to get to where I should've been...
Strapped and ready to go:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5087848857_42a7994dec_z_d.jpg
Yeah, it's an old-school bike. I actually used it to fling the Bee back in the late 80's! Still get's me where I need to go, er, more on that later...
Hopped on and started looking for the road. Not having been there before, I chased my tail in the brightening morning for a good bit before heading the right direction.
Even being middle-aged and weak, the road wasn't too bad, but I did have to get off and push on a few of the steeper hills.
Here's one:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5088450872_f8eed1ff20_z_d.jpg
Might not look it but it basically goes straight up! :) The fall colors were gorgeous though!
Leveling out towards the lake:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5088453170_bcc8dc34d3_z_d.jpg
"So this is what I've been waiting for?":
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5087859111_2c6d8cd2c0_z_d.jpg
There's one guy on the lake already - tubing. As I'm setting up, another group shows up (I had passed them on the road). Fish are rising, and though my tube is set up, I choose to throw "a few casts" from shore. What could it hurt right?
Well, as the light gets a bit better, there are fish everywhere! All I can see are cruising white-tipped fins. One of the other guys gets into one, and misses a few takes. I get hit a couple of times, but not cashing in. I'm frantically going through my streamer box one by one - even trying some crazy Pyramid patterns.
The group heads out in their tubes, others show, head out...
Finally, I figure out what they'll eat, and it's game on!
Fatty!:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5088460320_3419289067_z_d.jpg
Brute!:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/5088461118_da5d12acac_z_d.jpg
Prettiest of the day:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5088469366_0d222d84b6_z_d.jpg
Got a handful more of the same. Awesome! Most guys with me on shore or floating had skunk/1/2 days - first timer's luck right? ;)
By lunchtime I felt like I was fishing at Rancho Seco during trout derby though:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4083/5087877839_8512142623_z_d.jpg
If you're looking for some solitude, guess this ain't it.
The bite didn't last for too long though, and I'd had my fill of brookzillas, so I packed up (never got the tube wet!) and pedaled towards the car. The ride back made the torture in worth it! Mostly coasting downhill with minor uphill stretches. Thing was, the bumps on the road and the rocks had shaken my rack mounting screws something fierce and I soon had lost one leg. The rack tweaked off center and started dragging on the tire. Looking for the lost screw was a fool's errand, so I got creative:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5087879663_268c139d57_z_d.jpg
I guess necessity IS the mother of invention.
Didn't have any more issues all the way back.
Had to do the gawky thing here. The vista way cool:
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4126/5087883277_5dbc077f30_z_d.jpg
Road towards home (gotta clean the windshield!):
http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5088484692_2949e359e2_z_d.jpg
So that was my day. Stopped by Heenan on the way home to see if Scott and Gene were still there and it was a ghost town! I'd never seen it so empty. Guess they all came out to join me instead?
Next time (and there will be a next time) maybe I'll actually get in the tube, and maybe I'll get my 20"er. Wondering if the pre-spawn ritual caused the lockjaw, and I should've been there earlier? Or later? Were they only concentrated where I was? Or are they this thick everywhere? Is there a fly or technique that would have gotten more of these guys to hit? How's this place fish the rest of the season?
Gotta love new water...
_SHig