Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
I wanted to fish this on opening day (Saturday the 24th), but previous plans negated that. Then I wanted to go yesterday and the mind was willing, but the body wasn't. So I got there this morning. From where the picture was taken, I walked upstream about a mile and started fishing back toward the bridge (where I took the picture). Started with a stimulator on a 6x leader and 6x tippet. There was something hatching, but I couldn't see what it was because it was in the middle of the river right over an eddy. Besides my entomology ability is less than zero and even if I saw the bugs up close, I wouldn't know what they were. So I guessed. Obviously I guess wrong because I didn't get any hits. All those bugs flying around the water surface and not a fish in sight.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Note to self, don't stand under a tree full of melting snow. Could be a hazard to your health.
Yesterday we were in long sleeve tee-shirts (for sun protection), hats (for bald head protection, both of us), and sun glasses. This morning at 1030, I'm brushing snow off the satellite dish so I can get TV reception to find out why it's snowing at 3200 ft, not 4000 ft as predicted and then shoveling snow off the deck so I can get out.
OK, it's probably my fault. I left the ladder (to get to the satellite dish on the roof and brush off the snow), the snow shovel, and ice salt on the front porch. Oh, and the brush I use to clean the snow off the cars so I can get the doors open without having a seat full of snow. You know, this stuff is not like the powdery stuff they get back East. This is known as Sierra Cement. Seems like it's 99% water. HEAVY.
Now, 1:05 pm and the sun is shining, the roads are clear and the trees have dropped most of the snow. We've got rivers of snow melt running down the roads and the pond is almost full again. Can you tell I'm done with Winter? OK enough whining...................
Sorry, I just ran outside. Thought I saw a flower on the Dogwood. Nope, clumps of snow. Guess we're not done yet. Got to be something to that legend.
Till the next time.
As it turns out, a good deal of the snow had melted, probably over the weekend (80 degrees in Sacramento on Sunday) and we had a clear path to the lake. We set up 3 of our rods (we both have two rod licenses) and Ken used his second to throw out a Panther Martin. Since nothing was interested in his PM, he put that out to soak too. We fished from 0930 to 1200 (had to be home at 1300 when grandkids got home from school) and managed to land 7. I'm not sure whether I caught 3 and Ken caught 4 or I caught 4 and Ken caught 3. We kind of lost count. We released one, Ken took one home for dinner, and I supplied Bob (I plow for fish) to keep his fish inventory up. Here are 6 of the 7 we caught.
While the PB was soaking, I walked around the shore and picked up trash left by the pigs that fished before us. I did find a few interesting things too. One was a rig with a rubber crawfish skewered with a hook bigger than I've ever used, even saltwater fishing. A nice fillet knife that somebody left after cleaning some fish (we did find the owner before we left). A slip sinker rig and a wad of line with 3 hooks, a snap swivel, and one splitshot sinker. All the metal rusted beyond use. I always take a walk around a lake or pond to see what I can find. last time at the trout pond, I brought home a clear bobber the size of a major league baseball.
Next time up to Ice House, I'm taking my float tube. Occasionally you see a fish "roll" when taking a bug from the surface. Yesterday I saw something, take something from the surface, it was out a ways, but the splash was the size of a childs plastic swimming pool. No fin, couldn't have been a shark, but what ever it was , it BIG. They claim that there are some really big Browns in this lake. I just need to get out far enough to see for myself. Enter the float tube Cumberland.
When we got back to Ken's house, his dog Noodle came out for a picture. Noodle is one of those designer dogs. A cross between a Bernese Mountain Dog and a Poodle, called a Berniedoodle.
She barks at me for the first ten minutes or so and then decides I look enough like her dad that I must be OK.
The three from Yesterday brings my FTCOL ratio to $1.68 per fish. On the same date, last year, I was at $27.03 per fish. A marked improvement.
That's it until it quits raining. Till then.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
That's it. Don't know where I'm going from there. Rumor has it that the Shad are already on their way upstream. They usually don't hit the American until mid-May, early June. I think I'll wait until there are more of them in the river.
Till next time.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Now that that's over, I can get back to fishing. Looks like Thursday, since I have a doctor's appointment first thing, I'm going to stand in the river waving a stick and see what happens. That would be the American River. I understand there are some small Steelhead (yes, I'll keep trying) still swimming around, so I'll swing a few flies and see what happens. Can't pass up a chance when it presents itself.
Trout season opens for creeks and rivers on Saturday the 24th. I have previous plans for that day, but plan to hit a creek or two on Sunday. More about that later.
Till the next adventure.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Second, went to the trout pond this morning. Was informed by the check in guy that the final stocking of the year occured two weeks ago. OK, I know there are still fish in the pond. Geared up and was on the water by 0830. Tried 9 different flies including a Mickey Finn produced on your's truly's own vise. Of course, they ignored everything. Finally broke down and put a size 8 black Wooly Bugger (the old standby) on and managed to hook one. Fought it for 30 seconds or so and it spit the hook. That was it for the day.
Enter Wes. Wes was fishing with a fly rod using an orange Power Worm under an indicator. He hooked something and it immediately headed West. Actually the "fish" looked like it was following another float tuber. Apparently what ever it was didn't realize Wes was on the other end of the line. In fact, he was all the way down to the backing on his reel. That's where this picture comes in.
Well, Wes fought and fought and finally got it close to his boat. That would be the next picture.
Then the problem occured. Wes' net was too small, but he managed to use the biffle bag concept and stuff that sucker in. I got as close as I could without interfering and got the pictures to be kept for posterity. You've got to double click on the one below and see it on the big screen.
This little sweetheart went 8 lbs 8 ozs on the Berkley Digital Scale. Nice catch, Wes. Oh yes, he was able to release it for another day. Took a bit of back & forth, but it finally got it's wind back and swam lazily away.
Even though I didn't catch anything, this shows that there are still some big ones in the pond. Power worms might just be the thing I use next time. OK, I'll be ashamed later.
Till the next adventure.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
I fished just about everything I had in my fly boxes and nary a bump. I even took a shot with one I got from Wolfy that looked like an orange Muddler Minnow. Thanks, Joe.
So all I got for my troubles was a bunch of exercise. That's OK, I'll be seeing my doctor for my regular 6 month visit on the 15th. I can tell him I AM getting exercise. I know he's going to ask, always does.
So maybe Friday, I'll wander down to the trout pond and see what biting there. Supposed to be sunny then, too.
Till next time.
Monday, April 5, 2010
THE FIRST FLY
Yesterday was the fly tieing class. The "fly of the day" was the Wooly Bugger. A good way to start since that's the one I use most on the lake. Below is a picture of the one I tied (bottom) and one I bought (top). Mine looks a little anemic, but I think it's just because the Chenille that was supplied was medium. It could have been a bit bigger and the effect would have been nearly the same on both. I also could have put a little more Marabou on the tail, but we were tieing "blind", that meaning, we didn't have a sample to look at.
OK, so I took the plunge. Bought all the tieing stuff I need for three flies. Wooly Bugger (black & yellow), J. Fair's Wiggle Tail, and Mickey Finn. I'm planning to use the yellow Bugger and Mickey Finn for Cutts and Brookies up on Red Lake, if winter ever get's the hell out of here.
Yup, still snowing, but slower now. Oh, the joy of country living.
That's it for this post. Till next time.