No Matter How Hard You Try

Or in this case no matter how much stuff you have in your tackle box, you don't always have what they are biting on.

I went out to Lake Amador yesterday to get some information for an article I'm doing for the newspaper. I wanted to find out if the fish were biting, were they biting on anything new or just the same old Power Bait, night crawlers, and Wooly Buggers.
 
The girl at check in said same old, same old. So I went over to the point by the spillway where I usually fish and snapped shot of the low water line. All the land you can see on the left is usually underwater at this time of year. Just past where the two guys are standing is the spillway.  

The spillway area

A few ripples on the lake

I only saw one fish caught by a couple of guys sitting in the V shaped area on the left of the first picture. I couldn't hear what they were using for bait, but I did hear garlic something. Probably the only bait scent I don't have in my tackle box. And why don't I have something that should be a standard? I don't know. Typical kid answer. "Why'd you do that? I don't know".

At least I had some company

So for most of the day I sat on a rock (chair pad under my bony butt) and talked to the ducks. They would have gotten something to eat when I broke out the butter croissant, but they picked that time to cavort with the Coots down the shore. So I ate all myself.

Above water end of an underwater duck

I tried just about everything in my tackle box, but there wasn't a fish to be had except the one next door on a garlic something. Note to self: get something garlic.

Just a quick note, last Saturday I became an official, paid, Freelance Writer. Somebody finally decided that this stuff I write is worth paying for. Enough said.

OK, one more time down to the American River for a Steelhead try later this week. I was down there today, but the weather guessers said (according to Doppler Radar) that it was raining cats and dogs, but not Steelhead. So being the believer I am, didn't take my fly fishing gear with me. It wasn't raining.

Thanks for stopping by and Howard, only you would see the guy in the picture as a guy starting to take a crap. I think he was trying to keep his hands arm.

Mark