Friday, February 8, 2019

I May Never Be Warm Again

A week in a nutshell.

Monday morning we had snow.

Monday Morning
Tuesday and Wednesday morning we had frost.

Tuesday & Wednesday

Thursday (Yesterday) I decided to take a chance and run out to Lake Camanche and soak some Power bait.
Thursday Morning
After I got my wife off to work, I headed out. Did I mention it was 25 degrees? Got to the lake about 9:00 and was set up with one rod and rainbow Power Bait, the other with white Power Eggs. When I got to the lake it was 39 degrees. Now I know y'all back in the mid-West think 39 degrees is almost Summer, but out here, it's cold. 

Just as I parked, there were a couple guys getting ready to launch their kayaks. I heard one guy yelling as he sat in his yak. "Little nippy?" I asked. He had stepped into the 50 degree water getting into his yak. I told him that's why I'm fishing on shore and not in my kayak. 

About 10:00 the guys at the end of the peninsula left fishless. About the same time one guy way out toward the island left fishless. 

That left me and a new friend named Peter from Sacramento. We chatted and I discovered we've fished the same places many times. Harrington Access of the American River for Shad, Sunrise access for Steelhead, Lake Amador, Lake Pardee, and many others. I'm surprised we'd never met formally until yesterday. 

Back to the cold. I had on my parka, Eddie Bauer fleece gloves, and even ear muffs and I was still cold. Either it was REALLY cold or I'm not handling it very well this year. 

I hung out until Noon and left. Peter was the only one that hung on. 

Between the time I arrived and the time I left the lake (fishless), the temperature had risen  1 degree. 

Peter didn't have anything on his stringer either. 

Probably too cold for the fish to bite.

Rain through next Tuesday and probably snow, again, on Monday Morning. 

Have no fear, Summer's coming. 

Stay tuned.  

4 comments:

  1. Warm weather will come soon enough... And so will the fish!

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  2. Heed my advice: on't move to New England! Hahaha! Winters are rough here.

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  3. Mark
    Congrats for braving what I consider weather I can't fish in anymore. Thanks for sharing

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  4. Mark, cold is a small handicap, one that lasts from November to March. So when you sit down for corned beef and cabbage on the 17th you'll know that warmer times are here.

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