Four of us got together last week and hit a few lakes in the Okanogan. We finally rallied at Glenraven, my property above Oroville. Were are an eclectic bunch with varied backgrounds and interests. But we have some similarities too, fishing and upland birds. My focus beyond fishing was to see if I could find some grouse in the forest this year, last year was miserable. I hunt with my Standard Poodle, hence my new moniker "Hunts with Poodles" or just HWP. Scott doesn't hunt anymore, though he attends elk camp with friends, I suspect reading and tasting various liquid treats. However, he does perform duty as a cat walker, the family cat only, tethered to a leash as it were. His new moniker of course is "Cat Walker", tamer of wild felines. I give you CW... Steve loves fishing and hunting grouse also. Fish photos of big Browns are his favorite pursuit. So driven by this that recently he landed a large Brown only to find his camera back in the truck. He raced back to the landing, grabbed his camera, and snapped the still tethered trout. Yes, he's now known as Trout Tetherer... Ivan is smart. He rarely, if ever, divulges embarrassing personal facts about himself. So I have dubbed him "Wiser than Most". We fished Chopaka as noted in Ive's post with modest if not disappointing results. Rick Todd and his wife Patty joined us for a few hours. CW made the best of it with chironomids, taking fish while we all watched jealously. HWP did take a few early in the morning on a Carey pattern made on Whidbey Island by TT. We flogged the lake relentlessly until we were wore out and hungry. All you could eat cod at Fat Boys was to be our ultimate reward for the day. The next day took us to my favorite local Brookie lake. We all did much better taking brightly colored fish of various size on various flies. CW pushed through the weeds to an open shallow and proceeded to sight fish with dries. I watched long enough and finally joined him. My one catch on a dry was a splashy affair with a bit of dragging through the weeds. WTM left us around noon to head home to his bride and a soak in the hot tub. He had several days before at other lakes and was fairly worn out. So good to spend time with our senior member. TT and CW headed out the following day leaving me alone at the ranch. I took the opportunity to chase some birds. TT and I hit the woods earlier in the morning where I took my second bird of the season. I missed having my trusty Poodle with me. Later in the day I brought the daily total to 3, with one large male Ruff. The next afternoon I managed to hit Aeneas and was treated to a fair amount of raucous rainbows. The story of the lake's demise are largely overblown. One needs to use the right method which for me was again a Carey pattern on a Rio Deep 7 line. The fish responded to a fast trolling or stripping better than a slow pace. Varying the pace was key to finding what worked. Two fellows were heading back in as I put in and their comment was the day had been "slow". 8-10 fish in a few hours was not slow for me. Tuesday I was literally blown out of town and headed west for home. Time spent with the Odd Quad was just what I needed. Good times that I look forward to sharing again...soon.