Friday, September 7, 2012

Upper Blue Lake

About 10:30 last night I was up and noticed that the motion sensor light on the back of the shop went on. Now understand that 10:30 pm is almost the middle of the night for me and being up, I didn't have my glasses on. I'd go into more detail but you don't want to go there. So I open the frosted window and look out to see what set off the light. It looked like a big Coyote or maybe a big dog. I might note that I'm pretty blind without my glasses. So I went back to the nightstand and got them and by the time I got back to the window, whatever it was had taken off.   

Fast forward to this morning. I was ready to go about a half hour before the wife was ready to leave, so I got into the truck and headed out. First stop was the corner by Bob's house to put all the trash (both Bob's and mine) back into the trash cans. Want to bet that what I saw wasn't a Coyote, dog, or Big Foot? Second stop was Kat's to put her trash back into the can. Third stop was the trash guys truck who was picking up trash from the "pie lady's" trash can. It was certainly turning out to be a bear of a morning. No moaning please.

So my early get away was now about the same time I usually leave. I stopped for coffee at Cooks Station and headed up the hill. I got to Upper Blue Lake at about 0900 and the plan was to put out my red camping chair and soak some Power Bait. Nothing more strenuous.  

Pretty much an instant replay of the last time I was here. Toss out the PB, wait a minute or two, set the hook, and reel in the fish. OK, they've been stocking the crap out of this lake and most other lakes in anticipation of "Free Fishing Day in California" tomorrow. I brought 6 to hand, put one back, had one put itself back (you know how that goes), and put 4 on the stringer for Bob. After all, he was nice enough to run his tractor with the gravel grader up and down my driveway while I was catching fish for him.

So here are some shots of the lake.

To the left

Across the lake

To the right
Double click on the bottom picture and notice on the right side, of the center mountain, the little patch of white. Yes Ladies and Gentlemen, that is snow. The last little holdout spot of snow from last winter. The question is will it survive until it starts snowing again? I won't be up there again this year, so we'll never know.

A quick stop at Red Lake (which is still green with algae) produced NOTHING. No further discussion needed.

That's it for this trip. Till next time.

Mark

10 comments:

  1. Hey Mark,
    How deep is that lake?
    Also, have you ever hiked up that mountain?
    That looks like a heck of a place to hang out.

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    1. Hey Ed. When the lake is full, I'd guess maybe 50, 60 feet. About 30 where I could cast out to.

      I've not gone up there although the 4x4 road from Red Lake to Upper Blue crosses near the mountain which 9016 feet. I didn't go that way either although the guys I met at Cooks and later at the lake did. They said it was pretty rough. I went the paved way.

      Mark

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    2. Wow.....that is a big mountain.

      Thanks Mark.

      Beautiful place.

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  2. Nice pics of the lake, but where are all the pics of the fishes?? Don't you know how this blog thing is supposed to work? ;)

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    1. Sorry Tim, but I though I had posted enough pictures of dead fish in the past that I'd pass this time. In the future I'll make sure I post pictures.

      Mark

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  3. I can see from the photos how true the lakes names is.
    Be careful of those night creatures.

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  4. Where's the picture of the DogBearCoyote? Now that's what we really want to see.
    Cheers

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  5. Beautiful lake Mark. I've learned my lesson...don't go looking at night without putting the glasses on. Heck it might have been big foot!

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  6. Mark
    I only wish I had a cold water lake like that to fish down this way. I sometime think my wife and I were born in the wrong part of the U.S. Great Post

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  7. Bill, you'd fit in Colorado just fine with Me, Mel and Midgeman...

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