Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Three Shocks In One Day

I would have posted this yesterday after I got home, but I was watching the Dodgers beat the Astro's in the World Series game 1.

About a week ago, Yuki and I planned a trip to the Secret Lake. After looking at my journal, Fall was the time where most of the fish were caught there so it was time to go.

Since my truck is in the repair shop (my wife had a yellow post, you know the kind in a parking lot, jump out and hit the truck one day when she was driving it) so Yuki drove.

Keep in mind that the road to the Secret Lake is one of those mountain roads that is straight up on one side and straight down on the other. Kind of scary for one who doesn't drive those kind of roads very often. Now, I didn't hold Yuki's hand (he had both tightly on the steering wheel), but gave him words of encouragement like "Don't be a weenie", "It's not the fall, but the sudden stop at the bottom". Words to keep him focused. I think he'll make me drive the next time.

We got to the lake about 10:30 and started floating crickets at the inlet.

The inlet

Beautiful day

Sunshine and blue skies 
The first shock of the day was a small (about 9") Rainbow. I didn't know there were Rainbows in this lake. I always thought it was strictly Browns, but one must have come through the tube from Salt Springs Reservoir. It was such a shock that I didn't even take a picture. 

The second shock was the Brown in the picture below.

Come to Papa
It doesn't look very big in the photo, but my guess was about 16" and maybe a couple pounds. 


Gently back into the lake

Bye Bye
Then yours truly continued to swing crickets with several additional hits, but no hook-ups.

When we finally ran out of crickets, I decided to see if a Kastmaster, which in the past produced nothing, would get any interest. Then the third shock of the day came. I put on a brand new 1/8 oz. gold and threw it toward the inlet tube. The second cast and the fish below was on. Turned out to be (my guess was a female with eggs) because it was a 'football" and no hooked jaw like the first one.

Carefully released and sent home.

Then I proceeded to get that brand new gold Kastmaster stuck in the rocks and break the line. 
So goes a $5.00 lure.  
After that, no interest in any other color of Kastmaster, Power Egg, Mice Tail, or nightcrawler. 

We called it a day. 


  1. Hey Mark I'm glad you were able to get out. That brown is a fine fish.
    Well done.

  2. Great news that you guys got out Mark. Back before I fly fished, the Kastmaster was my favorite lure. Good going buddy!

  3. Mark
    I'll take those 16" anytime, beautiful lake you guys were fishing.