It was like a Trout Pond reunion at Lake Amador today. Rich & Mark, Ken, a friend of Ken's who I don't know his name, Yuki , and a few friends from the lake, Vasily, Steve, and his son Wil. If we'd had beer, a BBQ, and some burgers, we could have had one big tailgate party. Only one that didn't show up, was the fish.
It was slim pickin's where the trout were concerned. Vasily seemed to be the big winner, He packed out a limit by Noon. Mark & Rich caught, at least one I saw, but other than that, it was a wash out.
I managed one hook up and a small fight, but it ran me into the cable across the spillway and eventually cut me off. And that, as they say in the movies, was a wrap.
I did see a lot and did a lot of sight fishing, but even running a lure in front of the fishes nose, all they did was ignore it.
Good to know they are still out there. Always next time. Tomorrow off to the ISE, so when I get home, I'll let you know what I think. All I plan to hit is the fishing section as I'm not a hunter.