After a rush job of transporting kids, food, camp chairs and gear, I rigged up a line with a casting bubble and a Berkley Power Egg and handed it off to the first set of eager hands I saw. Before I could start rigging up a second pole we "got bit".
Again!
And Again!
And Again!
Sometimes fishing is about targeting the big one, or going after a new species. Today it was about removing fish hooks, and re-rigging as fast as humanly possible. No, it was not glamorous but it did put a big smile on my face. After cycling through everybody making sure all had a chance to catch a fish or 2 or 3 we broke from reeling for a little bit of hot dog roasting.
After filling our bellies we noticed an interesting disturbance on the surface of the water. As if they were being pursued by a great white shark, dozens of 7-8 inch trout were literally jumping right out of the water, tail dancing for several feet at a time. This happened a few times before we caught site of what was causing this phenomenon. Moving stealthily through the middle of the pond was a 24 inch shadowy predator of the Brown Trout persuasion. We soon caught sight of several others though not as big. My guess is that these fish make their way into the pond from the river and get big and fat living on planted rainbows. Immediately my focus changed from keeping the kids entertained to developing a strategy for landing a large brown.
I tried anything I could find in my tackle that may entice a large brown. I slowly and methodically searched the weed line for one of these elusive fish, casting whenever I located one. I wish I had one more fish picture to post but the words, "honey, its time to go" came way to soon. This ended up as one of those trips that was enjoyable for all, and like all good trips should, left me wanting more. Can't wait to come back.
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