05-21-2021, 08:30 PM
This was supposed to be the week we explored Southeast Idaho and counted bears at Yellowstone. Had to cancel the trip as Lance's dad passed away. We decided while we were having some down time before the funeral in a few days, that we would do some fishing close to home. We couldn't think of a better way to process the events of the week than to spend time in nature in the peace and quiet. Decided to focus on Cache Valley. Started at Newton. One of our favorite panfish spots. Now Newton is not a big lake. Not a lake you expect to see large boats on, and especially not large fancy ski boats pulling skiers or wakeboarders. Well, there were two this particular night. I have no issues sharing waters with all recreators. We all have a right to be on the water. BUT the lake is just too small in my opinion. (How fun can it be going in tight little circles all day?) Not only did one particular boat continually make circles around and around and around the main lake, stirring up the bottom so no fish was ever going to peek out, but he had a sound system that I am sure was heard all across the county. We couldn't even talk to each other on shore, it was so loud. I mean, seriously. Maybe I am just turning into a grumpy old lady, or maybe my emotions were just too on edge already, but I may or may not have let out a few non ladylike words that no one could hear any way. We had hoped to do some night fishing for crappie, but did I mention this boat also had enough flashing colored lights on it changing colors to the beat of the music to rival the Las Vegas strip? I was able to pick up some very small bluegill next to the overflow, but it was a very discouraging night.
Tried to go back the next evening and there were at least half a dozen skiers. Didn't even try. Went over to Cutler and coaxed a pair of smalleys off their nest.
The real treat was driving up Porcupine. We haven't been up there since we were dating. It was the middle of the day and windy, but it was quiet and sunny, so we decided to pull over and cast a few spinners. I was using my favorite Jakes and the rainbows were on! We only stayed an hour, but I landed four decent bows and had several take air and shake the lure or just bump it and not bite. Super excited to go back and try it again.
Moral of the story: Just because you can doesn't mean you should.
Tried to go back the next evening and there were at least half a dozen skiers. Didn't even try. Went over to Cutler and coaxed a pair of smalleys off their nest.
The real treat was driving up Porcupine. We haven't been up there since we were dating. It was the middle of the day and windy, but it was quiet and sunny, so we decided to pull over and cast a few spinners. I was using my favorite Jakes and the rainbows were on! We only stayed an hour, but I landed four decent bows and had several take air and shake the lure or just bump it and not bite. Super excited to go back and try it again.
Moral of the story: Just because you can doesn't mean you should.