Since last Saturday, weather and work squeezed out any fishing time for my husband and me until today. This morning we finally had time to go to the nearby pond. The legal limit for trout there is five per day per person. I caught the limit in less than an hour. None seemed to want to hitch on to Vic’s line, though we were using similar lures.
One trout rode my hook, and I reeled him in to shore, only to have him jump back into the water. After a brief time, he evidently regretted his escape, and swam back to the shore and stopped there. I reached in with my grippy glove and lifted him from the water. He was passive or exhausted. I handed him off to Vic for dispatch. He discovered the source of the trout’s passivity. In a previous encounter, he had swallowed a hook and escaped with it. The hook was lodged in his stomach. How sad; but I suppose he appealed to us to end his misery. Vic has read that fish have no nerves in their mouths, but that is not to say that a hook in the stomach doesn’t hurt.
We returned home with the five and Vic prepared them for canning. They filled three quart jars.
Fishing is such a blessing. I’m violently allergic to fish, but I love fishing. My husband also enjoys fishing, and fish is a healthy component of his diet, as well as a food he finds very agreeable.
Our Lord shared fish with His disciples after His resurrection. Fish is a Gospel food, and all we catch is thankfully consumed.
Preparing fresh-caught trout for canning
No, we didn’t catch any fish. We tried, but none took us up on our offer to take them home with us. We have licenses to fish in both Washington and Idaho. The Clearwater River is on the Idaho side until it joins the Snake River at the boundary. The Snake flows along the boundary until it meets the Clearwater, at which point the Snake is in Washington. It’s complicated.
We moored Pisca-Dory at an enchanting little island and clambered up a trail. We named it Pony Island, after a dream I had when we were in law school.
on “Pony Island”
Both rivers are beautiful, and normally afford wonderful fishing. Right now, water temperatures are in flux and the fish seem to be laying low, though I observed one bass take a dramatic leap.
It was a lovely day; storm clouds gathered, but never broke while we were out on the rivers.
Pretty yellow flowers on Pony Island
Trail on Pony Island
Heading back to the launch
My husband took the day off from work so we could take our dory for a fishing cruise on the beautiful lake at Dworshak Dam in northern Idaho. I caught my first Kokanee salmon and Vic caught a Kokanee and a bass. The weather was clear and a little hot, but comfortable. I could never have asked for or imagined a lovelier birthday.
The dam viewed from the access road to the boat launch
At the launch
Heading into a cove
My rod trolling in the rod holder
I wear a lab coat to prevent sunburn.
View of Dworshak Lake from Pisca-Dory
Our catch: Two Kokanees and one bass
Black Swallowtail butterflies swarm the boat ramp, drinking water.
Road construction on U.S. Highway 12 stopped traffic for 15-20 minutes on the way to Dworshak, and at least 40 minutes on the way home.
After returning from our beautiful, surprisingly quiet river cruise empty-handed yesterday, we decided to visit the pond after dinner. The trout are eager to leave the warming pond and head for the river, but five lingerers chose to come home with us. The ospreys were out in force, and a small troupe of pelicans swam in the pond and flew overhead, delighting us.
I actually caught the five trout, but two bolted from the lure hooks as I held them up to land them. My husband snatched them back and kept them from returning to the pond–a frequent drama with the steep terrain there. He quickly dispatched and cleaned them, and we returned home with our full catch.
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Friday evening we fished at the pond, and took four trout. The pond is warming, and the trout will soon move to the cooler river by the end of June.
Bass favor warmer water than trout like, and some bass will come into the pond from the river once the trout are gone. Bass and trout will share the Snake and Grande Ronde Rivers when the trout resettle there for the summer.
Right now, the river is still too cold to urge the bass to much activity; they’re still sluggish and disinterested in chasing fishing lures.
We took Pisca-Dory on the river today, enjoyed the little lagoons, the families of geese shepherding their goslings along the walkway and into the water, and seeing a couple of bass jump, but not close to our fishing lures.
We enjoyed a pleasant zero-catch day, even though the heat was too much for me. Offsetting the heat were pelicans on the water and in flight.
My husband Vic took all the photos and the video for this post.
The osprey is the best fisher on river or pond.
A tribe of geese enter the river from the lagoon.
Lots of fluffy goslings were part of another troupe.
Friday evening we stood on the edge of Evans Pond and caught eight trout in about an hour and a half. Cottonwood fluff balls stuck to our lures, competing unsuccessfully with the trout.
Saturday, we returned with Pisca-Dory to Chief Timothy Park, hoping to catch bass and crappie. We caught no fish in three and a half hours, but the quiet and beauty of the day, and especially the pelicans, made the day significant and delightful. Rain fell off and on, but we stayed warm and fairly dry with our gear.
The large flock of pelicans still held counsel on their island, and a smaller cohort occupied a smaller isle with a tree. I named the small isle Pelican Island, because the tree gave the tiny outpost a sense of enchantment.