I got out camping this weekend with my Fiance. We loaded up the tarps and left Saturday morning to set up camp near a south sound beach:
After setting up camp, we fished through the afternoon. My Fiance fished baitfish patterns on an intermediate and I fished gurglers on a floater.
I was able to get two quick one and done grabs on the gurgler; stripping in with the current, parallel to shore:
They were covered in Argulids. Is there any way to safely help the fish and remove the parasites? Pour fresh water over them? It would be nice to be able to help them out. I reported the parasite counts to CCC.
We went back to camp and sat around the fire drinking and cooking. Threw some pink salmon in tin foil on the coals- not bad for campfire food.
Around 7:30 PM I decided it was foolish to be so close to the beach without fishing. So I grabbed my rod and walked down in the dark. The fish activity was out of control! The stars and and human light pollution lit up the water well enough to see when strikes occured on the gurglers, but not well enough to see the gurglers v-wake as I stripped.
It felt like I was having strikes on every third cast for a 30 minute period. I brought two to hand, and lost several others, including a big sucker that made quiet the ruckus in the shallows before spitting my hook.
After 30 minutes the activity died pretty quick.
I went back to camp and cracked a couple more beers, thinking there isn't any better way to spend a weekend.
I got skunked in the morning. Can't wait to get back out.
Tristan
After setting up camp, we fished through the afternoon. My Fiance fished baitfish patterns on an intermediate and I fished gurglers on a floater.
I was able to get two quick one and done grabs on the gurgler; stripping in with the current, parallel to shore:
They were covered in Argulids. Is there any way to safely help the fish and remove the parasites? Pour fresh water over them? It would be nice to be able to help them out. I reported the parasite counts to CCC.
We went back to camp and sat around the fire drinking and cooking. Threw some pink salmon in tin foil on the coals- not bad for campfire food.
Around 7:30 PM I decided it was foolish to be so close to the beach without fishing. So I grabbed my rod and walked down in the dark. The fish activity was out of control! The stars and and human light pollution lit up the water well enough to see when strikes occured on the gurglers, but not well enough to see the gurglers v-wake as I stripped.
It felt like I was having strikes on every third cast for a 30 minute period. I brought two to hand, and lost several others, including a big sucker that made quiet the ruckus in the shallows before spitting my hook.
After 30 minutes the activity died pretty quick.
I went back to camp and cracked a couple more beers, thinking there isn't any better way to spend a weekend.
I got skunked in the morning. Can't wait to get back out.
Tristan