08-08-2010, 04:24 AM
This adventure started yesterday when I took my son up to Pack
dle lake to meet his scout troop. On the way in I blew a tire and had to change it. The spare was low on air so I didn't know if we would get out. On the way out I had another tire loose air, although it did not go completely flat. Long story short. I have a new set of tires and my son said he caught 6 cutts on a rainbow panther martin spinner.
Today my neighbor picked me up at 5AM to go to Beula in Yellowstone. Another neighbor followed us. After a while I didn't see the truck that was following us so we waited until we could see a white truck coming around the bend. After we unloaded we realized that our other neighbor had not arrived. We went back looking for him and finally caught up to him an hour later. It turns how he shredded a tire and the truck that I thought was his was some other white truck. So that set us a little behind, but o'well life happens.
When we got to the lake another friend was there and he announced that he had caught and released 34 and "where had we been." He caught another 4 while we set up. My son caught a couple cutts right off the bat and then the fishing died. However, the weather just got more active along with the mosquitoes. We got rained on a couple different times and when we finally decided we had enough we were hit with huge hail that really stung.
It just was one of those days. I did ok as I accomplished my goal of using the slip indicator and chromonids that I had been hearing about. It worked pretty good. I caught 13 which was way more than anyone else in our group.
Not complaining just reporting and noting how different things can be from day to day. Sometimes it is the adventure that is more memorable than the fishing.
Windriver
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Today my neighbor picked me up at 5AM to go to Beula in Yellowstone. Another neighbor followed us. After a while I didn't see the truck that was following us so we waited until we could see a white truck coming around the bend. After we unloaded we realized that our other neighbor had not arrived. We went back looking for him and finally caught up to him an hour later. It turns how he shredded a tire and the truck that I thought was his was some other white truck. So that set us a little behind, but o'well life happens.
When we got to the lake another friend was there and he announced that he had caught and released 34 and "where had we been." He caught another 4 while we set up. My son caught a couple cutts right off the bat and then the fishing died. However, the weather just got more active along with the mosquitoes. We got rained on a couple different times and when we finally decided we had enough we were hit with huge hail that really stung.
It just was one of those days. I did ok as I accomplished my goal of using the slip indicator and chromonids that I had been hearing about. It worked pretty good. I caught 13 which was way more than anyone else in our group.
Not complaining just reporting and noting how different things can be from day to day. Sometimes it is the adventure that is more memorable than the fishing.
Windriver
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