Sunday at Caples

This is a two part post.

Part one. Met my son Ken at Caples this morning. I arrived at 0730 and Ken got there about 0745. Temperature 25 degrees. I had already gone to the lake and grabbed our spot for the day. Actually it was the same place that Rich, Mark, & I fished last Sunday. Rich and Mark passed on Caples in favor of those big 3,4,5 pounders at the Trout P0nd at Camanche. Ken & I decided to do Caples because it's closer to his house and he had other obligations later in the day, so he only had a couple of hours to fish. In the 15 minutes between 0730 & 0745 I had already landed a German Brown, a Brookie, and a Rainbow. That's the kind of day it was going to be. Just like last Sunday. We fished until about 10:30 and called it. Ken caught 15 which turns out to be his biggest day ever and I pulled in 21. We were able to release all unharmed. Rainbow Power Bait on a slip sinker rig was the key.

Part two. I'm tired of catching fish. People would say "Aah poor baby. He's catching a lot of fish and he's tired of catching so many". Truth is, it's getting like shooting fish in a barrel. You've read the posts in the past, 20 here, 25 there, 12 in that spot, 15 over there. It's no longer fun to catch fish that way even though most of them are being released. So, for the time being, I'm hanging up my spinning rods and going to concentrate on my fly fishing. What does that mean? Posts where I go and don't catch anything. Posts where I end up practicing my fly casting. Posts where I spend time looking for the fly that snapped off my tippett on the back swing. Standing in cold river water up to my knees (or deeper) attempting to lure a Steelhead (for the near future any way) into keeping my fly in it's mouth, that's when it puts it into it's mouth and long enough for me to get it near enough to photograph it and release it for another day.

So that's the plan. Thanks for letting me whine. And yes, I do have cheese for that whine. For all of you that follow my blog, thanks for your support.

Till next post (should be Tuesday), remember: "A bad day fishing, well those will probably be plentiful in the near future, is still better than any day at work".

Mark (Shoreman)