07-29-2013, 05:08 PM
I decided to spend my time this week in pursuit of the ever-lovable brook trout. Two days were devoted to its pursuit. I think the work paid off.
This will be a lot of pics, but its still not the full report. For the full-length post you’ll have to check out the blog
http://troutings.blogspot.com
Friday
I found myself at a lake that has a lot of potential, but was not able to float it.
The lake was swarming with brookies. They were very visible in the crystal clear water. No wonder this lake has a tendency to stunt. No toads, but some fat little guys.
Saturday
I set my sights on a lake that required a hike, and has a history of some pigs. The hike was a little over a mile but wasn't bad at all. I recently picked up some backpack straps for my float tube. I may look funny walking down the trail with a big ol' tube on my back, but man is it comfortable. The hike provided some cool scenery.
I arrived at the lake to stormy skies and looming thunder. I stuck myself on shore for a while until the weather cleared. Except for a family camping further down shore, I had the lake to myself.
I was getting no love from shore, but as soon as I ventured out in the tube it was fish on.
Jigs won out again today. Worms would work when needed, but the fishing was quicker with jigs.
The sun even came out for a little while.
But the storms soon returned to cut my float trip short.
I quickly made my way back to shore. The temperature was dropping fast. Halfway through the hike back it actually tried to start snowing on me.
Even though I was cold and wet, my heart was warm and a was on my face. Those little brookies sure can be addicting.
Life is short, live it well
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This will be a lot of pics, but its still not the full report. For the full-length post you’ll have to check out the blog
http://troutings.blogspot.com
Friday
I found myself at a lake that has a lot of potential, but was not able to float it.
The lake was swarming with brookies. They were very visible in the crystal clear water. No wonder this lake has a tendency to stunt. No toads, but some fat little guys.
Saturday
I set my sights on a lake that required a hike, and has a history of some pigs. The hike was a little over a mile but wasn't bad at all. I recently picked up some backpack straps for my float tube. I may look funny walking down the trail with a big ol' tube on my back, but man is it comfortable. The hike provided some cool scenery.
I arrived at the lake to stormy skies and looming thunder. I stuck myself on shore for a while until the weather cleared. Except for a family camping further down shore, I had the lake to myself.
I was getting no love from shore, but as soon as I ventured out in the tube it was fish on.
Jigs won out again today. Worms would work when needed, but the fishing was quicker with jigs.
The sun even came out for a little while.
But the storms soon returned to cut my float trip short.
I quickly made my way back to shore. The temperature was dropping fast. Halfway through the hike back it actually tried to start snowing on me.
Even though I was cold and wet, my heart was warm and a was on my face. Those little brookies sure can be addicting.
Life is short, live it well
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