Discussion in 'Stillwater' started by zen leecher aka bill w, Feb 28, 2014.
Beda? leaving at 600 tomorrow - headed to Lenice
Drive safe. The pass was getting bad in a hurry when we came across
Well that was frigid, but fun. Landed a lot of fish, only two over 16", the rest were on the small side but we had some epic indicator bites here and there. I think I can feel my fingers now. Off to fish the beach for cutties tomorrow.
If only we didnt miss/lose so many. Really need to work on that commitment
That was honestly one of the coldest days of my life! Not complaining one bit, because all things considered it was a hell of a fun day with great company, exactly what I've come to expect any time I fish with Ira.
I was dressed very appropriately for the cold, but I don't care how well you are dressed its only a matter of time before it starts to get to ya. We fished 2 lakes today... The first from about 9:30 till 1 or so, and the second from about 2-4. The first lake was definitely more productive, as the second was mostly iced over with a relatively small patch of open water. We had several fluries of extreme action throughout the day, with multiple doubles/triples as we fished 3 rods at all times. There was just a bit too much wind, and it was just too cold, to mess around with trying to get a 4th rod out. I brought 5 rods out with me, but never strayed from the first indicator rod I set up. I fished the same 2 flies all day as well, which was nice because retying was something I would not have enjoyed. All my fish came to either a green bodied/orange tail barrel bug, or a black bodied/red ribbed/orange tailed micro leech on a jig hook. Fish were definitely not picky. They were hungry!
Crowds were very manageable, as could be expected for that weather. Lots of bankies spread out here and there, but not many boats at all. I'm not sure how many fish we ended up landing, but it was a lot. 40-50-60.... I'm not sure. What I do know is that we missed and lost a LOT of fish. We lost way, way more than we are used to for some reason. Solid hookups just coming unbuttoned.
Only 2 fish over 16", and Ira managed both of them. The last being a FAT 18" slab that trumped them all. On top of biggest, he also landed the first fish, which also was the most interesting as it managed to get hooked and then jumped right in the boat. Quite comical. I did manage the smallest fish, at a confirmed 9 3/4". I was quite proud! Unfortunately I landed that fish when Ira was on the phone with Zen Leecher, so I didn't receive the praise I deserved. The phone call with Zen was pretty productive, as we hooked several fish including a triple while he was on the line.
Around 4 oclock we decided that I was going to catch one more fish, and we'd call it a day as we were both reaching our breaking point with the cold. Well about 10 minutes later I felt funny.... I started getting dizzy, my stomach was starting to act weird, I couldn't make my hands work the way I wanted them to, and I started shivering uncontrollably. I think I was on the verge of becoming a serious health risk, so I immediately made the announcement to Ira that I needed to head in NOW. I felt bad having to end it so abruptly, but I was a bit scared at that point. Ira was a great partner, and promptly pulled anchor and hauled ass to the launch. Once there we got the car running and sat in there to warm up. Ira wasn't as bad off as I was, so he got out first and started loading everything up. I eventually joined him, but had to take a couple breaks and I know I didn't pull my weight when it came to packing up and putting everything again. Again I feel bad, but I was just too damned miserable.
Ira had a text from his wife stating that the pass was getting bad, so we didn't waste any time getting on the road. Ira didn't bother taking his waders off till Ellensburg, where we stopped and got Burger King. I didn't realize that I hadn't eaten anything all day either, which I'm sure didn't help my ability to deal with the cold in the end. I gorged myself on flame broiled goodness, and finally started feeling human again. We managed to make it across the pass safely, but it was definitely getting nasty, and the roads were not far off from becoming a danger.
All things considered it was a fantastic day. We had grand plans for this weekend, but several factors made us change those plans several times leading up to it, with my truck break down almost putting a stop to my fishing completely. I wish Ira's brother and Jay could have gone as we originally planned, but such is the nature of trip planning I suppose.
On the second lake we were joined on the water at one point by one of those giant pontooon party boats that came out from his RV and proceeded to act as a Coast Guard Ice Breaker, ramming into the ice repeatedly for some unknown reason, before giving up and heading back to camp. Not sure what that was all about, but highly entertaining for sure. The cold definitely made things interesting, and the ice in the guides got to be a reel hassle. We flat out couldn't cast at some points, as the line just wouldn't go through the guides.
Now that I'm home and got out of a hot shower, I'm able to look back and think about what a great day it was... But I'll tell ya, my "manhood" has seldom been tested like it was today, and in the end it was Ira who was tougher than I. I get the mangina of the day award for sure. Oh well.
Excellent....sometimes the fishing makes the weather tolerable.
I think it might be called hypothermia. Good thing you with someone who knew enough not to drag it out any longer.
Fishing's fun and I like it, but that sounds just brutal. Glad to hear you guys caught a bunch and got home okay.
You guys are definitley hard core, glad you got into some fish - but damn. How's your truck?
Glad the fishing was good. I'm sure that made it more tolerable. Glad you came in when you did. Thanks for the report.
Very nice report and glad you had, for the most part, a good time.
It's a shame you west side guys can't handle the cold like us eastsiders can. I spent the whole day without getting cold except for those brief moments I went outside to the mailbox, to see where the dogs were and a trip to the store. Tuesday and on is supposed to be up to 50 degrees. This weekend is almost a freak coldsnap as it was warmish last week.
When I get back at the end of March we will have to represent Columbia
Basin trout mafia!!!
You forgot the mention the terror of the snow flurries. I went to the library and snow was falling from the sky!! Thank god, it did not accumulate on the roads otherwise I would have left the SUV and walked home!!
Two more days. I think we have enough food and wine in the house to survive until Tuesday.
With luck it might even be warm by then . . .
We can be the "warm" Basin Trout Mafia.