The saying "that's fishing" is definitely very appropriate at the end of today's outing.
After being spoiled during a couple of outings this month at Kawkawa Lake, I could not resist to go back again today especially after another non-fishing friend asked to be taken out. Last night Chester asked if he could wear jeans on the boat. I suggested that jeans aren't the best but on a sunny day like what we were expecting, they should not be a problem.
We left Richmond at 9:30am with sunshine all around us, but dense clouds greeted us once we arrived by lakeside.
After so many fishing trips to the valley, I should have known weather condition can be unpredictable.
With my waders and jacket, I was perfectly fine. Those jeans on Chester were definitely not so fine. "Luckily it is quite calm.", I said. Fish could be seen rising around many boats on the water. Words were spoken too soon, wind began picking up periodically as soon as the lines were dropped into the water.
Krill fishing on the bottom was rather slow. Some time went by with only one bite to show. Roe Kid soon showed up behind us (that is a very nice boat by the way...), probably thinking I have a kokanee magnet under our boat based on previous reports, but he too was disappointed by the poor showing.
Rises on the surface came and went at times, so it was time to switch to some sub-surface fly action. I tied up these tiny red flies that were just purchased at Reaction Fly and Tackle in the morning. Daryl said that he was surprised no one had bought them as they look mighty delicious for kokanee. I agreed and some kokanee agreed too. Once the flies were sent out, the pecking started whenever rises surrounded us. At times, fish hit it just several feet from the edge of the boat. unfortunately, somehow most of the fish were unable to stick to the hook today. Only 3 of the many hook-ups were boated.
Fish continued to pick up as we reached mid afternoon. Surface action died down so we sent some krill back down to the bottom. There were more bites but it was rather moody. Lucky floated by with his girlfriend and informed us that they were able to get into some fish on the other side of the lake.
He looked on the fish finder and said he did not see anything down there. Just as he finished saying it, I set the hook and brought in the fourth kokanee.
Rain began to fall and it was no longer tolerable, so back to the launch we all went.
We arrived at the launch and Chester ran straight to the washroom. As he came out, I noticed that rain had stopped and wind had died down. I asked if we should head back out again to get a few more. He said, "No, I can't feel my legs."
It was indeed a slower and frustrating day compared to past outings, but a few fish was still better than no fish. Dress properly would be the lesson of the day.
I wonder if Chester would like to come fishing again.