For the last four days I've been in trout fishing heaven here in the California Sierra.
I fished the Carson, Lake Davis and a small reservoir called Sly Park, I'm sun burned happy and ready for home. Truth be told, I miss my dog, Senor Perro.
the takeaway lesson from this trip, is that when lures don't work, and floating bait and salmon eggs are being scoffed at by trout, it's time to return to the mighty worm. There's r eally nothing quite like it. thread a worm on a hook,cast it, unweighted up stream of a pool and then let it float through. Repeat if necessary. My belief is that, if you don't have a fish by the second retrieve, move on downstream to the next pool. Also,trout are pretty territorial and it's unlikely you'll find more than two in any one pool. So, if you get your fish, move to the next pool and tr your luck there.
At the moment, I'm taking a break from weed whacking at a friends house. Soon I'll be down bound on I-5 where my big treat for the day will be a piece of apricot cobbler at the Apricot Inn, midway between Tedium and Apathy n the road that connects northern and southern California.
Back to blogging about technology and notebook computers in a couple of days. Soon, it will be Tuna Time in San Diego and i do have my priorities--Jim Forbes 05/11/006