Monday, February 24, 2020

Not Much

Met Yuki out at Camanche North Shore last Friday the 21st.

Didn't have any expectations and it's a good thing because we got SKUNKED. It wasn't just us, it was everybody out there.

I would suspect they planted sometime around the 13th or 14th (Presidents Holiday weekend) and the fish had a full week to disperse into the lake. 

That's OK though. Gave Yuki and I a chance to catch up since we hadn't fished together since OCTOBER. Holy Cat Chow Batman. Well, we're caught up now.

In some of the previous posts I've mentioned the old arthritis problem. Having visited the Orthopedic Surgeon in December, he wants to replace the hip this year. Going to have to wait until at least September after camping season. Reservations are already made for next month at Camanche South Shore at the Trout Pond (full hookups) to do a trial run in the new trailer. Make sure everything works and we have everything we need before heading out.

June will find us at Sequoia and Kings Canyon National Parks.

July will find us at Hope Valley (as usual) fishing, camping, and kayaking.

The end of August is our yearly trip to Upper Lake for four nights with the kids in the space next to us just like last year. Fishing, swimming, kayaking, and watching spectacular sunsets. In 2021 we have two trips planned to Upper Lake (already booked). One in June and one at the end of August.

Then we can think about hip replacement.

All that said, the picture below is the main reason I have so much trouble walking along the shore. Even if I didn't have the hip problem it is still difficult (as most who fish there know) to walk on the rocks. Some big, some small, but all loose.

That's all I have this time. 

Stay tuned

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

The Middle Isn't Always The Best Place

Tuesday morning (that would be yesterday) found me at Lake Camanche North Shore at about 0900.

There were already guys fishing out on the peninsula so I just pushed my way in. Does that sound like me? Not really, there was plenty of space.

Set out two rods with rainbow Power Bait, one close in, the other out as far as I could cast.

Was a beautiful, sunny, and eventually warm day. Hit almost 70. Nice and warm. Nice for fishing, bad for February. We're getting to a place where we really need rain. We're maybe 2/3 of average for the year.

On my right was my good friend Rueben. He had one in the bag (he doesn't use a stringer) and in the picture below his second for the day.

Here fishy, fishy

Got him
By the way, here fishy fishy doesn't work except when it's hooked and right at the net. Then again I've lost a few "right at the net".

To my left was this gentleman whom I don't know. When I got there, there were a couple other guys beyond him, but they had left by the time he hooked this one. It was about 3 pounds. I would have gotten pictures, but as you know walking on the rocks is extremely hard on this old body. Trust me, I'm paying for it this morning.

Was about 3 pounds
Me, I'm in the middle. Did I get even a bite? Nope. Nothing. Nada. Zero. OK you get the picture. But it was a nice warm day. T-shirt weather about 11:00. If I'd had a comfortable chair, could have gotten 40 winks.

So that's it. Maybe next time.

Stay tuned.