I thought that maybe going to a different lake might change my attitude a little. Many moons ago (actually it was on June 2, 2009), in one of my wanderings, I stopped at Kirkwood Lake near Kirkwood Ski Resort. I didn't fish it that day, but was back there on the 19th and did throw a couple of lures. I didn't do any serious fishing that day, but put it on my radar to try another day.
Well, that day arrived this morning. They stock this lake a couple times a year and with the pathetic fishing in all the other lakes, what did I have to lose.
I got to the turnoff about 0745 and as I made the short drive all I saw were cars, cars, and more cars. Every turnoff and parking spot was filled. There was virtually no place to park. My guess would be that because there is a Girl Scout camp by the lake, this would be the Girl Scout camp out for the year.
Since I was just a couple miles from Caples Lake it was better than nothing, so I drove there and parked in the lot below the spillway, grabbed my gear, and walked to the sandy side of the spillway. I picked a likely looking spot and put out two rods with Power Bait. With the cast as far as I could throw, it still seemed to be, maybe three feet deep, so I moved down the lake another hundred yards and out them back out. This time is felt a bit deeper.
In less that thirty minutes I brought the first Rainbow to hand. It was a little nine incher and hardly worth keeping so I put it back for another day. I didn't even take a picture, but in hindsight I guess I should have since it was the one and only fish of the day. I don't mean the only fish for me, but for me and everyone I talked to this morning.
I figured, since I was sitting on a rock getting slightly toasted on my right arm (the side toward the sun) I'd take a couple pictures from the opposite side of the lake where I usually fish.
|Across toward the highway|
Not a terribly exciting day, but at least I beat the skunk.
Till next time.