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.
*LONG POST* Reader beware
I found myself at a lake that has a lot of potential.
It's a little off the beaten path, but does receive a healthy dose of anglers. The hard part for me was not being able to float it. You see it is a water supply lake for a city. In other words no boating, no floating, no wading. This really is a pity for a guy who enjoys the float tube.
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.
There were plenty of places that looked fishy.
Fallen trees scream brookie lair...and it was.
I was having the hardest time photographing fish. They were spunky and plenty went back in the drink without getting their mugshot taken. This lake has a lot of potential. There very well may be some hogs hanging out, but one would have to weed through a lot of fish to find them...plus you're limited to shore here.
Pretty things though...
Pretty place too...
On the drive home I stopped at creek not far off the road.
There's fish all over this area. Gave this one a nose piercing...
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.
The fish all seemed pretty healthy.
This lake is fairly large. I'm sure some bigger fish dwell here, but I found none today. The beauty of the fish I did catch was worth it though. Not to mention the beauty of the lake. I love being absolutely alone on a great lake...on a Saturday nonetheless.
The sun even started shining for a while.
Jigs won out again today. Worms would work when needed, but the fishing was quicker with jigs.
I'll try to just let the pictures do the talking.
I love brook trout...
The storms soon returned to cut my float trip short.
I quickly made my way back to shore. The temperature was dropping fast. I captured a few shots on my way out, but then the rain began. 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 smile was on my face. Those little brookies sure can be addicting.
Life is short, live it well