Better Lake Than River ...

[UTBASS]

In your past experience ... What has been your best fishing trip? A Lake Or A River?

I would have to say Lake.
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[FlyingFish]

Thats a tough one. But I will choose C - none of the above.
One of my most memorable trips was a cod fishing trip on the ocean between Denmark and Sweeden when I was 16.
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[Shrimpboy]

Memorable as in sentimental and I will never forget it? Then I've got to go with a river. I learned how to fish on the North Fork of the Duchesne River. It was the only place that I had ever wet a line until I was close to 12 years old. I remember one time in particular when I was about 5 years old. My grandpa took me...just me...and we walked down the river a couple a mile or so. I can't remember if the action was fast or not...in fact...I only remember catching one fish for sure, but I will always remember the alone time with Grandpa. He got cancer that winter and wasn't able to fish the river again. I have fished with him since then, but it has always been from the bank of an area that is easy to get to....it just hasn't been the same.

Now, if you're talking memorable as in a lot of fish being caught, then I would have to go with lakes hands down. Specifically... Pelican, Current Creek Res., and Strawberry. And...hopefully I will soon be able to add some Arizona lakes to that list.
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[outdoorfanatic]

Yellowstone lake has always had the good memories for me. Everything about that place is memorable.

[bsflies]

Henrys Lake in Idaho holds most of my memorable experiences. Last year created four or five of them.
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[bassrods]

I would have to be when I was helping out at a kids fishing get together at murray park an my son showed up with the grand kids the boys started catching fish an I was helping, or trying to help the kids around me when I seen my grand daughter just watching her two brother, I ask her if she wanted to fish and she came running I had to cast the pole for her she was only three but when the fish hit the bait her brother tried to help and I though there was going to be blood shied, she look at her brother and said no grampa helps, that was my best ever.[]
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[chickenlicken]

My fondest memory is standing next to my 12 yr old son on a beaver dam and watching him reel in 10-12 fish in about and hour. I just set my rod down and helped him un-hook them and cleaned moss of the spinner. He still talks about it. Chicken.
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[iconoclasticPaul]

I grew up in Redondo Beach, California, right near the King Harbor Marina. I would daily see people come in off the boats with all kinds of fish including big sharks, octopuses, stingrays, and barracudas, but that wasn't a fishing trip but a daily experience while born and raised there for 26 years.

Best fishing trip? I was seven years old with my dad up at Lake Gregory in the San Bernardino mountians. There was a good sized sort of a inlet where fish would be hiding from all that boat traffic and in the timbers. I would outfish my father, and brag the living daylights about it to my mother and my father saying, "I'm the best fisherman in the world" blah over and over, and showing off a huge string of fish to anybody who walked by our cabin. My dad yelled and screamed at me to "shut up and to be humble!!!" My mother smirked at him, and said, "is it true that Paul always outfish you everywhere you take him...?" My dad was clearly agitated and frustrated (he's not the outdoor type after spending all his life in a bank) but relented to appease me and my mother by saying, "yeah it's true..." and congratulated me on my fishing skills. He has since taken me up in the mountians about 15 more times before he gave up the notion of being the better fisherman... my dad may not be the best fisherman, but he sure is the best father I could ever ask for, to be able to take me up in the mountians, he did that just for me and to be a good fatherly example.

My father doesn't fish anymore, I have tried to coax him to come and fish with me on my boat, but he still doesn't want to anymore. I asked my mother why he stopped fishing. She said that she had to force my father to take me fishing and to be my fishing pal even when he was very reluctant to go fishing... I guess he saw that during my childhood years that I was more important than money that he counted in the bank. So my best memories all happened on the lake...

There was a time when my father took me up to Mammoth Mountians and there was a hot fly fishing spot and I was seeing people catch fish all the time. I asked my father to go, he was terrified by all the rules in the proclamation, and bordered on paranoid of being busted by a game officer there so he never took me fly fishing on the river which was ok by me because I caught lots of trout up there, again I outfished my father![][]

I still send my father photographs of my trophy fish which he would enlarge it and put in a picture frame for his home office.

I would give anything to convince my father to get on my boat one of those days and hold a rod once more...
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[FlyingFish]

Great story. My dad hated fishing so I learned from my friends' dads, and of course the school of trial and error and error and error...
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[road]

I can't think of a bad fishing trip, they all have been good. Most memorable 10 years fishing Lake Natomas, Calif. and never catching a fish. I don't mean once in a while fishing either, daily during the summer when I was out of school, and every weekend when I was in school.

Took FB2 there when he was 2 and whats he do?
Throws his line 3 feet off the shore and catches a 19 in 1 and a half pound trout. That was 15 yrs ago and I have 1 fish to my name for that lake.

Best fishing trip was Southern Calif. off catilina Island. My dad took me when I was 12, we were after yellowtail, but all that we found were Baracuda. Man that was fun fish after fish, I caught 4 and the second biggest on tha boat. Oh yeah dad caught 1 and his boss caught 2 oh yeah braggin rights til the next trip!
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[Kent]

Here is my greatest trip fishing. Where we fished is called a reservoir, but I would call it a river.

[url "http://www.bigfishtackle.com/cgi-bin/gforum/gforum.cgi?post=159385;search_string=1%2C900;#159385"]Click here for my greatest fishing trip[/url]
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[acey]

Some of the best memories of my Dad are the fishing trips with him, brothers, uncles, and cousins to Anderson Meadows reservoir above Beaver. I prefer lake fishing. Too many snags in the streams really tick me off. Acey
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[ALAN]

My best place is Packwood Lake. Its at the base on Mt Rainer in Washington State. My dad use to take us up there every summer. It was just under a 5 mile hike so when we were around 8 or 9 I remember my dad having to help carry or packs. I quit going up there when I was about 17. Then after I got out of the service and had kids I took the Boy Scouts up there. It was real eerie because nothing had changed in all those years. None of it had been logged so the same trees and everything was the same. A few years a go we went back up there with my dad. He pointed to the small island in the lake and said when he goes he wanted to be cremated and put on the island. Well my dad passed away just before Christmas this year. So my brothers and I are going up this summer and full fill his wish. Its also in my will to be up there. Al
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[RILEYFISH]

[cool]Boy this is a tough one. I grew up fishing in Wyoming on Flaming gorge with my grandfather alot. This was some great times. I can still remember when i would catch a fish reeling and walking backwards and kicking his beer over. We caught six fish and I kicked over six cans of Olympia beer. LOL. Damn those were great times.

A tie with that was spending a few weeks a year on the Hoback river also in Wyoming. This was also with my grandparents. Would be on the river from daylight till dark.

I still go back that part of the country every year and take my daughter fishing. We fish the Hoback, Snake, Salt, Grays, And hike into Bailey lake each year. She just ripes their lips off all day long. She has her little ultra light with a panther martin or a jakes and she is in hog heaven. Watching these kids have these great life experiences is second to none.

I am so glad that i was taught how to fish at a young age and have carried that over with my kids. Life is good!
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[UTBASS]

There is a lake in the Sacramento California are called Folsom Lake. My dad would wake me up early in the morning and make me get dressed ... then take me there just as the sun was rising. We would walk the shore line and he would point out places where the Largemouth would be. At first I didin't beliueve him but after a while it was obvious this guy knew what he was talking about. He taught me the value of a quiet morning and a perfect cast. We hammered the bass every time we went. Buzzbaits, Crankbaits, Beetle Spins, Hula Poppers & Plastic Worms. He lives in Utah now and mainly fishes for the corn loving trout. He he he. Hands down, FOLSOM LAKE. Coming in a close second ... the Snake River, Idaho over by Oregon. The Smallmouth bass fishing there is freaking awesome!
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