Saturday morning I met up with Erica and Chul at his house at 6:30 and we managed to get out around 7am. Tuck had spend the night at Joseph's as he lived north of all of us, they would head out later and we would eventually met up on the road or in Kernville.
We caught up with the boys in the canyon and we headed to the fly shop as Tuck and Joseph wanted to pick up flies and since Erica forgot her wading boots so she needed to rent a pair. After getting the "inside scoop" we headed to an area suggested to us at the shop. After arriving we looked the water over and decided to pass on it as it was too windy and deep to get a good drift. We headed back into town to fish an area hoping to intercept large fish making their way out of the lake and into the river system. This proved a waste of time.
|First fish of 2013. A real wall hanger.|
|My second fish. Another trophy. Nothing like traveling several |
hours away only to catch dinks.
We left the river and into town for a dinner. Everyone would have to pay for this meal. The original plan was to camp but since Chul brought Erica along, they had got a room in town. Tuck, Joseph and I planned on camping but during dinner we debated whether to get a room also. After having giving Chul grief earlier for not camping we decided to get a room ourselves. Lucky for us the motel had a place to play pool. We spent the night bull shitting, playing pool while drinking. As typical with trips like these, most of the memories are these parts as these times are spent laughing and ribbing each other. We eventually were kicked out during closing time, which was a good thing because we would have spent all night there if we could. Erica and Chul headed to bed as the rest of us headed to our room and before heading to bed debated which state was the best (of course California was not in the running). Day 2 to follow...