04-28-2003, 04:20 PM
[cool][size 1]It was a busy week and I decided to heck with it. I went fishing this morning on Saguaro Lake, northeast of Phoenix. The weather has been decent and temperatures warming, so I figured the fishing would be good.
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The sunrise over "4 Peaks" was a nice beginning.
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Launched at 6 AM. Breezes light, no boat traffic on the lake...YET. (By 9 AM the launch area was closed to further boat trailer parking, and when I went by the waiting area just after noon, there wes a full lot in the waiting area)
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Got worried when I looked up on the rocks above me and saw a gathering of vultures. Checked my pulse and I was still alive. Actually, they often perch in the early morning sun and spread their wings to soak up some warmth.
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Just after I located my first real school of active fish, a group of swimmers dropped a marker buoy right on top of them and began swimming laps around the area I had been fishing. The blips disappeared from my sonar screen.
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The swimmers finally got tired and left. Then, just as the fish were returning, the power squadron came into my cove. Out of all the water in the lake, they had to both anchor right on top of my spot, without any consideration for the fact that I was in place. If I had not moved, I would have had an anchor down my waders.
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In spite of all the 'HELP', I did hang a few nice plump yellow bass. I probably caught around 40 to 50...keeping a few for my scampi recipe. I also caught some aggressive little bluegills that had to work to get the big mouthful of baitbug and fishmeat in their small mouths.
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As soon as I hit the beach, I was mobbed by rugrats. Gave away a few of my smaller fish to get them to get outta the way so I could get my gear back to the vehicle. The kid with the red hair and the red shirt tried to talk me out of a couple of my jigs. Danged if it didn't work. Hope he caught something. [/size]
[size 1]Oh yeah, I didn't bump into any remaining ice chunks in the 70 degree water. Have fun on Strawberry ice-out fellow float tubers. You can come down here to thaw out.[/size]
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The sunrise over "4 Peaks" was a nice beginning.
Launched at 6 AM. Breezes light, no boat traffic on the lake...YET. (By 9 AM the launch area was closed to further boat trailer parking, and when I went by the waiting area just after noon, there wes a full lot in the waiting area)
Got worried when I looked up on the rocks above me and saw a gathering of vultures. Checked my pulse and I was still alive. Actually, they often perch in the early morning sun and spread their wings to soak up some warmth.
Just after I located my first real school of active fish, a group of swimmers dropped a marker buoy right on top of them and began swimming laps around the area I had been fishing. The blips disappeared from my sonar screen.
The swimmers finally got tired and left. Then, just as the fish were returning, the power squadron came into my cove. Out of all the water in the lake, they had to both anchor right on top of my spot, without any consideration for the fact that I was in place. If I had not moved, I would have had an anchor down my waders.
In spite of all the 'HELP', I did hang a few nice plump yellow bass. I probably caught around 40 to 50...keeping a few for my scampi recipe. I also caught some aggressive little bluegills that had to work to get the big mouthful of baitbug and fishmeat in their small mouths.
As soon as I hit the beach, I was mobbed by rugrats. Gave away a few of my smaller fish to get them to get outta the way so I could get my gear back to the vehicle. The kid with the red hair and the red shirt tried to talk me out of a couple of my jigs. Danged if it didn't work. Hope he caught something. [/size]
[size 1]Oh yeah, I didn't bump into any remaining ice chunks in the 70 degree water. Have fun on Strawberry ice-out fellow float tubers. You can come down here to thaw out.[/size]
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