Hey everyone!
So luckily things have calmed down on the hectic front here, after finals, grad festivities, job hunting and starting a new job I haven’t had the time I would have liked to have for fishing. The chaos has also been a blessing in disguise because I’ve gone out and explored the lakes in town more than normal due to lack of travel time.
Fishing the local lakes is always fantastic. There is always a new face to meet and hidden places to find. I was talking to one man and found out there is an old trestle in town that had some stellar bass fishing under/off of it (I’ll keep you posted, I’m going to head out there after work this week)
The weather is heating up, which also means the trout are slowing down and going deep. Early morning/ late evening seems to be the sweet spot for these guys. There is nothing better than the calm of the morning. I long for these mornings on the water.
A local lake, Westwood Lake, is breathtaking in the early hours of the morning. It sits at the bottom of Mount Benson and is surrounded by tall luscious trees. Due to it’s location on the mountain side the morning fog sits on the water and the sun hits the mountain top burning the fog off throughout the morning. There’s few things like it. When the fly fisher kicks by in a float tube it couldn’t be more perfect!
I just want to take a moment to celebrate how amazing fishing is. Fishing is about so much more than the fish, the fancy gear, or any of the materialistic items that promise you more fish as the price gets higher. Being apart of nature for those few hours and watching the ecosystem around you flourish while at the same time the world feels like it is standing still is incredible.
Recently I’ve had this urge to go back to the basics. With everything actually, but also with my fishing techniques. The old worm and bobber have been a success. By putting the bobber a few feet from the hook and worm and then casting it out. Then sitting back between casts and enjoying some hot coffee and fresh air.
Growing up we didn’t have all these fancy lures or baits, we had an old margarine tub with nail holes in the lid with dirt and worms, and we caught a lot of fish. So many nights spent worm searching for my morning fishing adventures. My parents would have panic attacks when they’d wake up to see me sitting in the row boat in the middle of the bay at 6:30 in the morning at 10 years old. Those old fishing techniques are sure wonderful though because it looks like the back to basics technique is working! Although the fish are slowing down I’ve had a successful couple of days.
The simple trout rig I posted about in an earlier post (you can watch the tutorial here) has also worked great these past few days. Depending on what your local trout are biting for, the guy next to me at the dock this morning couldn’t keep the trout off his lure which was a Croc Lure from Gibbs Delta with a treble hook.
Hope ya’ll get a chance to get out and explore your local lakes and outdoors! I’d love to know, apart from the fish, what do you love most about your fishing trips?
Happy Fishing!
Kristina