Since my last sierra run just prior to Thanksgiving, I've been itching to come back and getting into some of those pseudo-steelhead. After getting about two hours of sleep I woke up early to headed up my buddy's house for the long drive north
I've yet to find a truly decent breakfast in Bishop and after searching the internet for another option I did find a cafe that was worth looking into. Pupfish Cafe is located with in the Spellbinder bookstore and is more a coffee shop than a cafe. It serves sandwiches and waffles. There is no kitchen just a prep area behind the counter. Looking through the menu I decided to try the Norwegian, an avocado toast topped with smoked salmon and a cilantro pesto. A decent light breakfast but a bit pricey for what it is.
Several trucks were already on water when we arrived and while we were preparing ourselves to to fish two other vehicles pulled up next to our parking spot. Since they both were waderless the manage to hit the water before us and fish the hoes we had planned on starting. The day went on such as this and we couldn't find a hole that wasn't already blown up.
I managed to hook three fish for the day none with any substantial size. I lost two in the 12-13 inch range and the only fish I landed was a micro dink that would rival a San Gabriel fish. After hours of agony it was time to head to the truck and make a sandwich from left over Christmas prime rib. The afternoon fishing fared no more better. Soon it was time to head into town and sleep in the ultimate roach motel. To be continued...