The road that leads to where they lived went by Collins Lake and although I passed by there twice a month for about twelve years, I'd never stopped to see what the lake was all about.
In searching for places to camp last Summer we made reservations for a weekend to give it a try. We were scheduled to go in April, but the move to the new house just put a kink in the plans. So this year we rescheduled for this past weekend.
Those that I talked to said it was an incredible Power Bait lake and should be right down my alley.
The space we had was described as a lake front spot with water and electricity.
|From the pad to the lake.|
|The path I would take is over there.|
|Double click and you can see it better.|
|Across the lake|
|A little further across|
|Across to the right|
|On the very far right is the dam.|
Saturday morning arrived and I fished a little more with Kastmasters. In the early afternoon we went up to the store and got a couple ice cream cones. OK get this, for $2.50 you get a waffle cone with four (4) huge scoops of your choice of ice cream. There were about a dozen flavors.
The surface water temperature of the lake (I found out a bit later) was 74 degrees. You and I both know there aren't going to be any trout around in that temperature. So I changed tactics. I put on a silver/yellow Panther Martin and started walking the shore. I know that both pan fish and Bass with hit a Panther Martin. I walked one way with the silver and fished the gold/black on the way back.
Did I mention the idiot in the red/white boat?
|Idiot in a boat|
|These were our neighbors|
Going back to the trip to the store, I did pick up a box of red worms. Figured I'd fish for pan fish if nothing else. Late Friday night a gentleman and his three (I assume they were his) kids were fishing down below us and one of the girls landed something that looked like those big Blue Gills Bill Trussell catches during his 50 quest. Thought I'd give it a shot, worm under a bobber.
I fished for several hours in several places, but the only fish I saw was the one that girl caught.
|Just another shot from the pad to the water.|
We found a space we liked better and inquired about reserving it for next year, but only if you rent it for a week at a time. Don't think I want to spend a week there. It's a nice place and we liked it, but not a weeks worth of like.
That's it for the June camping trip.
Yuki sent this picture of a trout he caught at Spicer Meadow Reservoir on his fly rod with a fly.
Another fly fishing monster has been created.
Enjoyed this post, I can relate to the nut in the boat, most of these guys think they own the water around them---were you fishing for the blue gill using a float? Did you try tight lining letting the bait drift deep and work the bait slowly back to you? Jason still talks about Marysville
I used a bobber with about 2 feet of leader. If I would have let it drift deep, all I would have gotten was the green from the bottom. As it was, most of the time I had to pick green off the bobber and the hook anyway.Delete
Nope. No trout there. If the Power Bait captain tried for two days to catch fish on Power Bait and nothing happened, then them fish were not there! Besides Kastmaster's and Panther Martins, too............. Don't let Yuki one up you, Mark, that fly fishing is rewarding, too.ReplyDelete
I'm sure he will drag me out to Spicer before long.Delete
My 2 cents Mark. At least it was pretty and somewhere different for a change. Maybe the fish are on vacation?ReplyDelete
That boat didn't do you any favours.ReplyDelete