Now that I have the guy's attention, here's my Dry Falls report.
For three lovely warm spring days we plied the waters in search of the elusive Dry Falls trout. They come in three basic flavors, Rainbow, Brown, and Tiger. Yours truly caught two of the above. Not much for all that fishing but it made them more memorable. The first was a nice 16/18 inch Brown on a green chironomid that had a second red dropper attached. Taken in about 15 feet of water, beautiful deep colors and spots.
Numero dos, a fat and sassy Rainbow taken on, of all things, a parachete Adams, size 14. Whooda thunk it? But they were slurping rather loudly against that shear rock wall on the north side of the lake in the shade and I decided "what the .....k". Anyhoo, I nailed his ass and reeled him in with Old Man cussing and bitching off to my left.
Each fish seems clearly imprinted in my memory, not an easy thing these days. Fewer fish caught seems to allow savoring each one a little more. Next time to hell with memories, I want sore arms from hauling in lots of hogs.
Some quick awards to bestow on those there...
Most ardent fisher...Backyard
Most succesful fisher...Backyard (duh)
Best Pot Luck Cook...Bart (deep fried catfish)
Loudest snoring camper...Ron
Cutest fisher...Jessica
Most daring vehicle...Mulligan (red Integra)
Most mellow fisher...Bhudda
Newest member...Damselmedic (welcome)
Most often requested missing member...Bob Lawless
Latest arriver...Sparse
Most obnoxious member........is anyone even wondering?
Most unique firewood...Gareth (is she talking to you yet?)
Roper,
Life goes on, enjoy it...
For three lovely warm spring days we plied the waters in search of the elusive Dry Falls trout. They come in three basic flavors, Rainbow, Brown, and Tiger. Yours truly caught two of the above. Not much for all that fishing but it made them more memorable. The first was a nice 16/18 inch Brown on a green chironomid that had a second red dropper attached. Taken in about 15 feet of water, beautiful deep colors and spots.
Numero dos, a fat and sassy Rainbow taken on, of all things, a parachete Adams, size 14. Whooda thunk it? But they were slurping rather loudly against that shear rock wall on the north side of the lake in the shade and I decided "what the .....k". Anyhoo, I nailed his ass and reeled him in with Old Man cussing and bitching off to my left.
Each fish seems clearly imprinted in my memory, not an easy thing these days. Fewer fish caught seems to allow savoring each one a little more. Next time to hell with memories, I want sore arms from hauling in lots of hogs.
Some quick awards to bestow on those there...
Most ardent fisher...Backyard
Most succesful fisher...Backyard (duh)
Best Pot Luck Cook...Bart (deep fried catfish)
Loudest snoring camper...Ron
Cutest fisher...Jessica
Most daring vehicle...Mulligan (red Integra)
Most mellow fisher...Bhudda
Newest member...Damselmedic (welcome)
Most often requested missing member...Bob Lawless
Latest arriver...Sparse
Most obnoxious member........is anyone even wondering?
Most unique firewood...Gareth (is she talking to you yet?)
Roper,
Life goes on, enjoy it...