I cast my line into the tides and immediately felt a tremendous tug as my rod tip bent forward, the line began to spin violently off of the reel and the drag screamed as I cranked the handle, the confrontation had started.
The line finally stopped and began to come in as I gained traction; I continued my struggle to crank the handle just as the beast broke the surface and gracefully sprang high above the surface........
Ok back to reality, if you haven't guessed already I did get to go fishing last Wednesday.
Cindy's Uncle Larry picked me up about 7:30am and we headed up the mountain towards Idyllwild, there is a small lake there that I really enjoy fishing, it has been a while since I have caught anything at Lake Fulmore and I felt this may be a good day.
As Larry was rigging his line I attached a gold Super Duper lure I had just picked up and made my first cast, as I reeled in I got a strong hit, The rod tip bent and the drag ran slightly as I reeled in a long awaited catch, and on my first cast of the day, this was a fisherman’s dream.
Two casts later I had landed another trout, and Larry still had no line in the water, this looks like a good day he shouted as he cast his line with a ball of Powerbait attached into the lake, what's the limit? He asked me to which I answered five, he smiled and said looks like we are going to limit out before nine.
Just as I was reeling in a third rainbow trout, Larry was reeling his line in and wanting to know what I was using, I told him as he was throwing his tackle box open and digging through it.
It was now 8:30am and I had three fish on the stringer, Larry was wanting to see my lure as he continued to dig through his tackle box, Larry never uses lures and generally laughs at me when I do, but now he was borrowing one of mine.
I wasn’t going to change my lure at this point and Larry settled on a gold Kastmaster from my tackle box, then he tried a gold and red Panther Martin spinner, then several others, at about 1pm he had all the fun that he could stand and was ready to go home.
I was getting ready also because after that third fish there was no more action, not just for me but for everyone at the lake, it was like someone flipped the switch off and it went off as Larry was searching for a lure in my tackle box, needless to say he never got a bite.
We gathered up our gear and headed for the exit, fishermen always visit and show off their catch so every few steps I had to stop and show my fish to someone, there were several people fishing by the time we left and I think that I must have caught the only three fish in the lake so far that day.
I got to tell my dramatic story of catching the fish, what lure I used, I even gave suggestions on what bait to use and where the best spot to fish would be, I bet I was stopped by fifteen different people who wanted to see the fish and get my suggestions, it was kind of fun and poor old Larry didn’t have much to say.
Every time we go fishing and he doesn’t catch anything he calls his wife to tell her the sad news, “Sorry Hun, I guess we won't have trout tonight, set out some tilapia OK” and before he made the sad call I gave him my catch for the day, he was really appreciative for just a minute… then he looked at me and said “I guess this means I have to clean them”
Which activity do you like for fun and relaxation?