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Back to Dworshak (and this time we are skunked)

 

We returned today to our so-far-favorite lake, Dworshak, where we went for my birthday and I caught my first Kokanee–or any salmon. We enjoyed the beauty of the lake and the quiet. Very few boats were out, and they spread out so everyone seemed to have the lake to themselves. Vic caught a small bass and released the trusting little fellow.  I didn’t secure any nibblers.  Fishing and simply being out in our boat or, fishing from the shore, are sufficient for a day of peace and beauty.

Nothing has changed at Dworshak Lake since my post chronicling our first visit there last month, where you can see the photos that Vic took of our first visit.

At  least the road construction on Highway 12 between Lewiston and Orofino is no longer causing lengthy traffic delays!

 

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Our July 4th on Soldiers Meadow Lake

Soldiers Meadow Lake, elevation 4,500 feet, is about 12 miles past Waha Lake, where we fished Saturday. Soldiers Meadow Lake has Kokanee salmon, Rainbow trout, and Smallmouth bass. We encountered no crowds–a kayak and a skiff were the only other boats on the water in our nearly three hours there in Pisca-Dory. We caught no fish, but a few chased Vic’s lures a few times. It was a beautiful day, notwithstanding the 11 miles of rugged, dusty road, arriving and departing.

 

Soldiers Meadow Lake

Water Smartweed, a riparian native of the northwest plains

Wild roses at the shoreline

 

Vic recently installed a shade over my chair!

Vic hitches Pisca-Dory to her trailer and the trailer to the truck. . .”Gosh, Vic–you couldn’t do this back home on Krypton!”

(My husband Vic took all the photos in this post, except the final one, which I took.)

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Snake and Clearwater Rivers cruise

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

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Fishing at Dworshak Lake, and my first Kokanee salmon

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.

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Smoke

Today marks Day 9 of the Big Cougar Fire, the smoke from which dominates my landscape and my air. The fire now burns along the Snake and Salmon Rivers, tracing the Idaho, Washington, and Oregon borders.

Yesterday my eyes and throat smarted as we stood outside visiting after church; my lymph nodes felt like incipient pumpkins. I was entering my third week of severe allergies, mostly sneezing and congestion.

I have lately been turning my thoughts (unfruitfully, I fully acknowledge) to the great and the mediocre nations of our world–a world that seems to be sundering all over again, reliving ancient, and also uncomfortably recent, horror dramas. And so, I was unaware for seven days that lightening had set off a forest fire, currently 50% contained and burning 65,000 acres, whiffing-close to my own neck of the woods, on the Washington side of the mighty Snake.

The smoke has been terrible today; even inside our tight house I am exhausted as if encompassed by fumes. It’s taking Beconase and Allegra for me to get anything done but sneeze and keep score at basket-tissue-toss, my daytime and nighttime sport these days. I’m pretty good.

The hills are in and out of view, depending on how the wind and smoke volley. Thunder rumbled overhead a short while ago—it could bring more lightening, possibly touching off another fire–or it could bring rain. Please, Lord: Let it rain. . . .

A 12-mph wind now masters the air; the thunder has subsided, the air pressure descends dramatically. Rain is likely to fall.

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