After five weeks, we returned to the Snake River upstream of Asotin to fish for bass. I caught an 11-1/2 incher on my first cast, and after about an hour and a half, neither of us caught any more, though I lost two lures to hungry rocks.
The day was spectacularly beautiful: sunny, with contour and light accenting the basalt hills across the water.
My husband took all the photos.
My husband took a recuperative day off today, and we took an easy walk along a Snake River trail. We were a little disheartened that the river’s flooding this year caused the grassy trail to be displaced by cockle burrs, but we coped with the narrow trail and dodged the burrs.
The day started out cloudy, but our walk seemed to invite the sun out and join us. I took a couple of photos of the scenery.
Finally some fish wanted to come home with us. Vic caught three smallmouth bass, 13, 11, and 8 inches. I caught two that were 5 and 6 inches, and I promptly returned them to the river to grow up some more.
We went upstream through Tenmile Rapids to get to some pools where we had not been fishing before. From the Rapids, we went another mile or so upstream to do some more fishing, but no more fish came on board. The day was sunny, a little windy, and beautiful on a surprisingly uncrowded holiday.
Pisca-Dory awaits launch at the ramp while Vic parks our truck.
My first bass of the day was about six inches, which we thought was odd, because we saw a humongous bass swim right by us just a couple of minutes before the little guy grabbed hold. I released the little fellow to return home and grow at least another four inches.
Vic reels in his 13-incher.
We chose Chief Timothy today for a fishing outing with our boat Pisca-Dory on the Snake River. We enjoy this portion of the River not only for its beauty and serenity, but today we also chose it to avoid the crowds elsewhere that were closer to a noisy international jet boat race boasting no limits on horsepower.
We saw bass in the water and saw more of them in deeper water on our Garmin fishfinder. My husband hooked a fairly large bass who released himself, apparently recalling a previous engagement. I hooked a 4-incher and promptly released him. Rocks and logs took three lures from me and one from Vic. All that notwithstanding, we relished our time on the river; we always do. The day was not uncivilly hot, and the sky and canyon were clear and free of smoke. It’s okay that no fish wanted to come home with us. Fishing is rewarding in its own ways, with or without catching fish. Life is full of belayed aspirations.
I get a head start with a little fishing from the dock while Vic parks the truck and boat trailer.
We drift toward a cove, trolling with our lines, of no interest to the fish we see in our fishfinder.
We approach a cove where all the bass are happy and never wish to leave home.
My husband took all the photos for this post.
Today marked the arrival of Chinook salmon to the Snake River from the Pacific Ocean, and the state’s approval to fish for them. My husband took the morning off so we could fish for the salmon while they’re here and before the females lay their eggs and the males follow to fertilize the eggs. The adults typically die after these accomplishments.
We did not manage to intercept the life cycle of any salmon. My husband caught a good-size bass, and I was skunked. We enjoyed a pleasant morning on the river. We saw a few salmon jumping, but not for the joy of coming home with us.
The railroad bridge across the Snake River
Sunbeams glistening on the river
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.