Setting up audio for a massive Microsoft convention this weekend. Wanted to go fishing but I’ll make enough to get a good trolling motor and deep cell battery.
Got up early enough to be the first boat on Rampart yesterday.
It took me about six hours to get a trout and eight hours before I decided to pack it up. It was a damn good workout paddling all over the lake and drift fishing.
The boat ramp opened at 7am and man there were a lot of boats on the water after that. Everybody kept their space though, it didn’t seem cluttered at all.
Took a video of the mirror like waters of the western bay. I had the waterproof case on, so the only sound is me fumbling with the camera. At the end I try to get a shot of these tiny ducklings exploring the shore.
I didn’t think my anchor shopping options were optimal here, so I settled with getting one of those bucket style canvas tool bags in hopes of using it as a “drag bag”.
Well, I brought it home and it looked so nice. I couldn’t imagine modifying it, loading it with rocks, and sending it to the jagged depths. So, I decided to keep it as a tool bag and search on.
So I found K-mart had some mushroom anchors and rushed to go get one. I spent way too much time trying to decide between a 8lb and a 10lb mushroom anchor. Fumbling between weight and plate displacement. Stumbling on whether or not I want it to “lock down” or “give and drag”.
I settled for a 10 pound’er in hopes of more lock down than drag
When not fishing we search the shore for lost tackle treasures.
The ice froze around the reeds allowing access to a trove.
I think we’ve found around $30 worth of lures and bobbers!
I had to bust out of town yesterday, been putting it off for far too long.
I grabbed my gear and some worms and headed up the hill to Rampart Reservoir for the first time hoping to beat the dusk.
I managed to get there with an hour of sunlight despite a route riddled with washboards that practically threw my little truck off the road.
Some friendly local anglers filled me in on the trout tactics and I set my jigs. Dropped in a couple lines and waited.
As dusk turned darker the trout were flopping over surface. Had one on a hook but didn’t get the net in time.
Stars above and a shore specked with little red light bobbers, some being cast. I almost didn’t care if I caught a fish or not, it was a beautiful night!
I realized my tackle box was short one cool item but I managed with a slow reel, bobber fishing by feel.
Managed to bag a rainbow trout and made my way home through the hideous washboard roads.
Night fishing is poised to be my handy, day by day getaway.