Last week I continued my Lake and Float tube education with Scott and this week brought us to beautiful Wrights lake.


I arrived on Thursday and barely got a campsite took this shot and immediately headed out to check out the area. I drove to Gerle Creek about 45 min away as I heard they had browns up there. Fished for about 3 hours but got nothing along with a few bank anglers who wondered like I did why so many fish were jumping around us but we couldn't catch anything. Oh well there is always another day. On my way back to Wrights about 4 miles from the campground I saw 2 bears heading across the road. They looked as surprised as I was and took off before I could even find my camera.

The next morning at Wrights I awoke to a pretty scene but lots of wind.


I decided to go for a hike rather than fish considering Scott would arrive later and we could fish Wright's later.

I drove away from Wrights only to find Dark much calmer. I raced back to my campsite got my tube and set off. I caught 5 fish all planters and enjoyed my morning.

Later Scott arrived and we discussed how to fish in the wind and set out to see what we could do. I was neat to be out late and Scott missed a few and finally caught one. I caught one just before dark and we called it a day.

The next morning we set out to fish the back side of the lake. It was really beautiful with canals and reeds.


Scott LDR'd a couple but fishing was tough and a few clouds started to form.


We both had a new friend as we continued our efforts,




I got a bit jealous and I know he was asking Scott some secret information.

I finally got a bite unfortunately it was our new friend. Luckily it LDR'd and left us alone for the rest of the day.

It was time to take a break and eat some lunch and head back to camp. Luckily for us just as I got to shore a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Surmise it to say 2 hours later my tent was over a creek many campers were taking refuge under trucks and outhouses Scott and I enjoyed the scene in our waders and rain gear. I was able to dodge a few of Scott's snowballs as I hurriedly cleared a creek to save my tent then put everything in the back of my poor Echo and we enjoyed a PB&J before vowing to fish again soon.



Al in all another great time out on the water and thanks again to Scott who still hasn't gotten tired of all my questions. Amazingly as I was trying to thaw out my feet I arrived in Placerville a little later to find the temp at 94. September in California what are you going to do.