Thursday, April 29, 2010

Tough day. The wind blew us off the river all day long. Nothing but whitecaps as far as the eye could see. Even when we did manage to duck out of the wind we were stymied by the lack of sunlight of any sort. Literally zero rays of sun touched any water free from massive whitecaps. Sunless, and hiding from the wind we found a spot where the water was shallow enough that the fish gave themselves away by tailing violently along the shoreline. The rough fisher put flies on tailing carp but it was the legendary Mr. P that hooked the first fish. He poached it from me but all is good in the carp game and us windblown warriors were thrilled to see that 15 lb beauty. A few minutes later the roughfisher stalked a massive tail waving amongst the gravel. The cast was true and he tightened up on a true Columbia river beast and it promptly broke him off. Bummer. I got into the game next by creeping like a ninja to get behind the only tree within three hundred yards. I peeked through the branches and made a 35 ft sidearm cast that put twenty feet of my flyline laying on the gravel bank. The rest of the line unfurled and dropped the sjw a few inches from the business end of a tailer. A few minutes later and Mr. P slid the 21 lb carp into net. We continued on and got more shots at tailing fish. It turned into a solid afternoon. Roughfisher hooked a second fish but it broke off as well. Tomorrow looks a little more promising and we hope to find the fish. And some sun.

5 comments:

John said...
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John said...

Good to see the 3 of you fishing together.

Roughfisher ... 10 lb fluoro !! ... like "Seaguar" ... with 4 turn uni-knot tightened down on the hook eye.

Trust me.

Wendy Berrell said...

Keep at it. I'll be watching. And a day getting your ass kicked by The River is better than a day at a garbage-hole keyboard.

I'd as soon throw this fuggin thing in the gutter and feel some wind and froth on my face.

Wendy Berrell said...

AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune—I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.

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