Octoberfish and other wonders
Well, there aren't too many wonders. Work and stress seem to dominate more than I'd like them to. Stress? Not sure why. Planning and coordination is tough work, especially if you are me. I can do a lot if things are on MY schedule. Otherwise, it gets tiring.
SO. This past Saturday I went fishing on Pend Oreille again with Captain Ron. Had him enter me in "Octoberfish" on Friday night, then met him Saturday morning at sunrise. We took off and trolled like I've never trolled before. First of all, we were trying to put out planers and downriggers in 4-foot waves...not very easy. So we retired to the leeward side of some mountains so we could get gear into the water. Marking fish all over the place, but we couldn't catch them. Listening to the radio, no one really could. The fish are confused with the water temperature and are searching for the bait fish. We managed to get one 18 or 20 inch Mackinaw off a downrigger, almost by accident. But we went at it for the entire day. I drove up there in the dark and then returned home in the dark, nearly getting a fantastic-sized buck via the truck. THAT would have made the day complete.
Lee side of the hills that protected us.
Sunset coming in at 1830.
Sunset from the bridge.
Boy, other than that...I have been planning a weeklong hunting trip with Butch. We shall leave this coming Friday and stay out there for a little over a week. It's cow season here in northern Idaho and we, like many others, are going to try to capitalize on it. It's a pain in the butt to plan for these trips when everyone is busy doing this and that for work, plus it makes it less fun. For some reason I am not excited to hunt this year. Perhaps it's because I know what kind of country I shall be hunting in. However, like Butch says, "If you can kill an elk in north Idaho, you can kill one anywhere." It is TOUGH out here. Many people I work with go elsewhere to hunt. Too many people and way too much pressure up here to make it easy. Deep dark holes anyone? Bring a frying pan, because carrying it in your belly is probably the easiest way to get it out.
The past couple of weeks have been pretty lame. Haven't seen but ONE grouse when I go looking. BUT, the hills are gorgeous right now. All the maple, aspen, and brush is changing color...and to have that against a dark green background is fantastic. It's been raining down low and snowing up high (where we are going to hunt) so winter seems to be trying to come early. Very fun.
Oh, and I had a little hang-up with the not-so-old truck of mine. I took it in for a diagnostics problem and ended up spending nearly $3000 on a new clutch and rear differential. I knew it was all going to happen at some point, I just didn't expect it right now. That's why I save money for it I suppose. It was quite a hit on my account, but things will level out again I'm sure.
Anywho, the next time you'all will probably here from me will be post-hunt. Wish me luck.
About $1500 dollars of worthless transmission and brake parts.
SO. This past Saturday I went fishing on Pend Oreille again with Captain Ron. Had him enter me in "Octoberfish" on Friday night, then met him Saturday morning at sunrise. We took off and trolled like I've never trolled before. First of all, we were trying to put out planers and downriggers in 4-foot waves...not very easy. So we retired to the leeward side of some mountains so we could get gear into the water. Marking fish all over the place, but we couldn't catch them. Listening to the radio, no one really could. The fish are confused with the water temperature and are searching for the bait fish. We managed to get one 18 or 20 inch Mackinaw off a downrigger, almost by accident. But we went at it for the entire day. I drove up there in the dark and then returned home in the dark, nearly getting a fantastic-sized buck via the truck. THAT would have made the day complete.
Lee side of the hills that protected us.
Sunset coming in at 1830.
Sunset from the bridge.
Boy, other than that...I have been planning a weeklong hunting trip with Butch. We shall leave this coming Friday and stay out there for a little over a week. It's cow season here in northern Idaho and we, like many others, are going to try to capitalize on it. It's a pain in the butt to plan for these trips when everyone is busy doing this and that for work, plus it makes it less fun. For some reason I am not excited to hunt this year. Perhaps it's because I know what kind of country I shall be hunting in. However, like Butch says, "If you can kill an elk in north Idaho, you can kill one anywhere." It is TOUGH out here. Many people I work with go elsewhere to hunt. Too many people and way too much pressure up here to make it easy. Deep dark holes anyone? Bring a frying pan, because carrying it in your belly is probably the easiest way to get it out.
The past couple of weeks have been pretty lame. Haven't seen but ONE grouse when I go looking. BUT, the hills are gorgeous right now. All the maple, aspen, and brush is changing color...and to have that against a dark green background is fantastic. It's been raining down low and snowing up high (where we are going to hunt) so winter seems to be trying to come early. Very fun.
Oh, and I had a little hang-up with the not-so-old truck of mine. I took it in for a diagnostics problem and ended up spending nearly $3000 on a new clutch and rear differential. I knew it was all going to happen at some point, I just didn't expect it right now. That's why I save money for it I suppose. It was quite a hit on my account, but things will level out again I'm sure.
Anywho, the next time you'all will probably here from me will be post-hunt. Wish me luck.
About $1500 dollars of worthless transmission and brake parts.
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