We met some nice folks at the lake. One shared a nymph which he passed on from a trip the previous year. It didn’t look like much – just an olive dubbed body with a painted hot orange head. His recommendation was to hang a foot below the strike indicator.
We tried without luck – these fish were only interested in each other.
Tim tied on a streamer and caught a small rainbow we deemed too small for photos. I too, tied on a streamer – lots of marabou, lots of flash. I had several follows. From these followers, I’ve learned.
Leave the streamer on the lake bottom. Let the pod of rainbows get close. Strip, strip. They see it. Strip, strip. One is interested. Strip a little faster. He follows. Keep stripping. The mouth opens.
And then I pull too fast on the streamer, he turns and disappears into the depths. Dammit!
Lucky for me, I just as content to photograph fish as I am catching them.
Bring a Boat or Wade?
At the campground on the lake, there is a boat launch and ample parking. On the eastern shore, wading is easy and the bottom is mainly firm gravel. Launching a kick boat or float tube can be done easily along the eastern shore or at the boat launch.
On our next visit, our plan is to bring the kick boats. It’s a great compromise and a more versatile way to fish the lake.
The wind can really blow in this exposed flat just west of the Continental Divide. By noon the first day we visited, we were done. Wind whipped and fishless, it was no fun anymore. We made a plan. Be here before 8 am tomorrow and fish until 11 or so, leave when the wind starts getting fierce.
The next day we arrived at 7:30 am. This was a magical time at the lake. Ducks chattered about, a flock of snow geese rose off the lake only to settle back in a cove, while the low droning of an outboard motored anglers to a fishy spot.
Wakes from big rainbows gave away their location and intent. There was not a ripple on the water otherwise. Next year we bring the camper to maximize time on the water without the howl of spring winds.