Since it's supposed to rain this afternoon. and I can't really do anything outside I thought I do a scouting mission out to Lake Camanche and see what was shaking.
Just as a side note, I take the recycle cardboard we have and cut it down and box it up. Then when Fall or Winter comes, I drop it off in the recycle dumpster at the County Dump off Buena Vista on the way to Lake Camanche. That was the plan this morning. So I threw my fishing gear in the truck and several boxes of recycle cardboard in the back and headed out.
I got to the dump, deposited the boxes, and then noticed my fishing license wasn't hanging around the back seat headrest as it always is. I had forgotten that, because my truck was in the body shop for the last two weeks I had taken my license out of the truck and hung it by the fishing rods in the garage so I wouldn't forget it the next time I went fishing. Apparently I missed that part because when I got back home a half hour later (can't fish without a license) it was hanging right there.
With license in hand I drove back out, past the dump, and on to Lake Camanche. At check-in the girl said that they had planted 4500 lbs two weeks ago at each of the three locations (North Shore, South Shore, and the Trout Pond) and 1200 pounds last week at all three locations. That's a lot of fish so I told her "Put me in coach".
I drove out to the peninsula where we usually fish and there was nobody there. They didn't know it had been stocked.
Don't want to say that too loud. Next thing you know there will be thousands out there.
|All by my lonesome|
|The usual setup|
During all this goings on, not a bite. Fished two rods with PB for a while. Threw Kastmasters for a while and then when the wind got to about 70 mph, OK maybe 8 or 10 mph I decided to call it a day.
|Not calm by any means|