Apparently so because I'm in one. I've been skunked the last four times out. It's not that I've not thrown everything at them including the kitchen sink (on a side note, the kitchen sick is not attached to the counter any longer and available for throwing at fish).
I planned on fishing Lake Amador today, but when it got time to leave, I almost passed. Just wasn't feeling 100%, but like every die hard fisherman, I put aside feeling crappy and headed out to the lake.
I knew the water was finally getting toward full and it's almost there.
Filling nicely |
The spillway |
Yuki and a fishing buddy of his were out here back on the 26th and he caught 2. They were fishing from kayaks. He didn't tell what he was using.
Having replaced the Magic Bullet lure I launched out into Camanche, I put one rod out with rainbow Power Bait and started throwing the lures (Kastmaster in multiple colors and the Magic Bullet) to no avail. With the water so murky I figured that bright would work. Nope.
Brown water |
About an hour and half into the day I gradually deteriorated into feeling like shit and called it a day. Didn't want to be out in the middle of nowhere if I got (and I won't describe what) sick.
So I'm thinking it might be a good idea to change the name of the blog to Northern California No Trout. Hey, at least I still have a sense of humor.
Stay tuned.