02-10-2006, 03:07 AM
I just got back from Pineview. I got there about 4 pm. Air temp was near 30, ice was about 16" thick. The edges were solid! I fished off Cemetery Point and had the whole place to myself. I used glow Rat Finkee with a mealworm, caught one 5" perch in two hours. When the sun went down, the temperature went down.
I was feeling sort of grumpy about one little fish, then I looked at the moon. It was nearly full, a dark sky, no clouds. The blue shadows had crept across the white snow and up the mountains. Only the peaks were bright pink. I sat in my truck, eating my hot soup and letting my face thaw out (I like that sensation) when I reflected on the moose and coyote I saw on the way up, the cold, clean air, the crunch of the snow, the peace of the mountains in winter. I put in my Herb Albert CD and drove home. Fishing is not just about catching fish.
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I was feeling sort of grumpy about one little fish, then I looked at the moon. It was nearly full, a dark sky, no clouds. The blue shadows had crept across the white snow and up the mountains. Only the peaks were bright pink. I sat in my truck, eating my hot soup and letting my face thaw out (I like that sensation) when I reflected on the moose and coyote I saw on the way up, the cold, clean air, the crunch of the snow, the peace of the mountains in winter. I put in my Herb Albert CD and drove home. Fishing is not just about catching fish.
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