I can pretty much sum up my day today fishing as the song by L.B. I believe? "One of those days"
I got almost no sleep...One of my daughters went to Japan yesterday with her H.S. wind ensemble for ten days...They will be the lead band at Disneyland over there..They the Sheeits..Anyways..I was thinking about her and the flight over and of course tossed and turned all night...
Guy I was going to fish with couldn't after all so I ended up solo...woke up and had a little misunderstanding first thing, so all my way out I was pissed off...checked in at Reaction and got some bugs...Haven't tried them yet...and just so you know...they are some nasty little buggers and stained my hands bad...
Started on the canal between KWB and train bridge...saw only one other guy...maybe that was you steelie man....Went out and the water was pretty murky...waded out and tossed a few...water where I was wasn't that good so decided to head up toward train bridge more...walking out, I slip in the mud and nearly bury my kingfisher in the mud..takes me awhile to clean it out enough that it doesn't make any grinding noise..
I start out on a run all by myself but you have to wade out to mid river..water clarity wasn't good so it was all by feel...which isn't the brightest thing I've done..but...it got worse...I fished the run to the tailout which is by an Island...I'm trying to come back that way and can't as it's to murky to see...then a guy comes down, stops...sees me and heads back up .... I'm thinking that's strange.. and then I get all paranoid that he's going to go after my truck...
...things you think about when your having "one of those days"....I have to go back up river about 500 yards, step by stepping it in murky water till I can find a way to cross...then I high tale it up to my truck and it's fine..just paranoia setting in....
Head up to lickman...fish it a ways down..am gabbing cross river with another guy..we fish the run top to bottom and back up....I'm enjoying a nice Montecristo cigar, dark wrap and much stronger then my usual ones....The guy across from me shakes his head and heads for another spot...I see another guy walk down, pin fisher man too....he casts in where the other guy has just left and "bam" fish on....The only really cool part was he played it really cool so no one else on the river but me knew he had one on....got it close enough to see it was about an 8 pound wild...kind of looks left and right....reaches down with his pliers and pops it off gently and it's back to fishing without the usual run of guys down to us....I'm laughing and talking to him..and I swallow a big puff of cigar smoke....Well let me tell you....I turned green and had to walk off and gag a bit...
man, nasty...
Headed up to peach after that...needed a good walk to clear my head...went to the right to see what it's like up by Woody's...wow...it's all gone up there...just wild..first time I've seen it up close up there...fished a small run with another pin guy and a guy who looked like CAPT. BONK....Bonk, you out fishing with your dog today???
Well, that was about it...wife called and said I had to get back as she was having problems loading a guys pallet as It was a super heavy one and partially broken...So, had to cut it short and get back....Just wasn't that fun today for some reason...Started pissed, ended pissed that I had to leave..and I decided to stay on the lower and really try and bust the streak..and I just don't like fishing down there...like two rivers and the lower just doesn't do it for me...OK, whine is over...
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Topic: Fishing Report 2/8/2007 (Read 3875 times)