Yuba Reservoir, UT

It was one of those weekends where my wife and I went to  visit our kin back in Utah.  My family wanted to take the boat out and play on the tubes and such.  I convinced my dad and brothers to head down before the ladies and get some fishing in.

We left the house around 6 and arrived at Yuba at 7.  It was a beautiful morning, and we quickly got to casting. My brother got snagged pretty hard and while they were undoing that mess I kept casting.

I landed a cast about 3 feet from shore and gave a quick couple of cranks.  Suddenly my lure was yanked to a halt...fish on!  

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What a fight!

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That fight was what dreams are made of...

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Now I love trout, but I can definitely see why people get addicted to chasing pike.  The fish took many line-peeling runs before deciding to get its picture taken.

 We let the adrenaline subside and kept fishing.  Soon I had another yank at my line, but it felt much smaller.  I was surprised to bring in this guy on  such a large lure.

Greedy little thing, but a welcome sight.  We kept on fishing, hoping to get lucky.  Some time went by and we were all in a quiet lull.  That silence was broken when my brother's pole bent over.  Another heart pumping fight was underway!

Way to go Riley!

We went to Yuba with low expectations and not a lot of knowledge on chasing pike.  The good Lord smiled on us that day.  All fish were caught on spoon like lures and released.  Both fish were around 36" and fat! 

Life is short, live it well!