Lone Lake conditions anyone..?

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Not asking for secret spots or flies etc, just wondering if anyone has been past or fished Lone Lake recently..? Algae bloom as bad as Pass Lake by chance..?

Thank you
 
Not asking for secret spots or flies etc, just wondering if anyone has been past or fished Lone Lake recently..? Algae bloom as bad as Pass Lake by chance..?

Thank you
Gonna go there tomorrow afternoon. I plan to post a report.

Thinking that lake is shallow enough to have cooled well enough by now to galvanize the trout.

Don’t you just love that word, “galvanize”?!
 
Gonna go there tomorrow afternoon. I plan to post a report.

Thinking that lake is shallow enough to have cooled well enough by now to galvanize the trout.

Don’t you just love that word, “galvanize”?!
It’s good, but it’s no “vulcanize,” which I challenge you to use in a fishing sentence.
 
I hit Lone on Wednesday. Arrived around 11:45. In the water at 12:15. Left around 4:00.

Real slow but caught a nice fat 14” rainbow about an hour or so before calling it quits. Maybe 1/2 hour to 45 minutes later, got a hard strike that broke off about two feet of 5x tippet. And that was it, aside from the bass caught in the shallows by the boat launch at the very beginning.

The pattern of the day was a copper bead maroon mohair leech. Used a floating line, because of lots of trout activity at the surface. The Carey w/ Intermediate line didn't product trout. Only bass in the shallows. A red chironomid pupa pattern did see the indicator dunk two times, but no hook up.

The hint for the leech came when I did a web search for the lake's depth. The first return mentioned fishing near the bottom at the deepest part of Lone with a red and black leech.

I'd do it again just for those beefy trout. I thought that 14" 'bow was 18".
 
Not asking for secret spots or flies etc, just wondering if anyone has been past or fished Lone Lake recently..? Algae bloom as bad as Pass Lake by chance..?

Thank you
No algae at Lone. Pass looked thick with it. Deep green color. I’ve never seen algae that bad before. Made me wonder if something weird got into the water to make it bloom that hard.
 
It’s good, but it’s no “vulcanize,” which I challenge you to use in a fishing sentence.
Steve was late, again, on account not just of his 15 minutes of trying to expel a constipatory bezoar into the fetid miasma of Lone Lake's long drop, but because someone, probably Ford Fenders, someone familiar with the business of tires and rubber, someone, while he was in the shitter no less, had taken the trouble to vulcanize Steve's rubber-soled boot-foot waders to the exterior spare tire of his mint pink '98 Suzuki Sidekick which remained parked, for Steve's convenience, in the middle of the boat launch for the entire duration of his shit, during which not just did Steve expel a significant mass, but someone, maybe Ira, had carefully chemically attached, through methods involving sulfur, heat, and pressure, each wader foot so that they straddled any donut parts of his float tube, meaning in essence that it, the float tube that is, and not Steve, or the turd he just dropped, was now pinned at a rakish angle to the already retreaded sorta original Sidekick's "Toyo" spare tire, all of it, the waders, the float tube, now basically one with the Pink Sidekick's not-so-elegant lines, the whole mess of it looking like a deep sea fish absorbing its mate through it's skin or carapace or whatever, the whole scene only made still more bizarre with varied noises- say-grunts and sighs- of Steve trying to pull the firmly affixed boots from their new chemical weld, the Sidekick's 26 year-old-suspension protesting his attempts with various squeaks and pops, his sad-man Reebooks crunching and slipping on the gravel either side of the concrete washboard of a launch, failures of purchase, first left, then right, then with a lot of Steve force, both sneakers, the whole pink Sidekick and wader brown and float tube blue moving to and fro, like one of those kids playground toys welded to a giant truck spring on one end while the other end is buried in a subterranean concrete cylinder, so, yes, absolutely, there was some oscillatory motion evident re the Sidekick's inertia vs Steve's ertia, some back and forth, while a crowd of onlookers pointed and at least someone, maybe Ira, maybe Ford Fenders, says loud enough for Steve to hear: "those aren't comin' off easy, I mean, they are seriously, like vulcanized on dude!"
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Steve was late, again, on account not just of his 15 minutes of trying to expel a constipatory bezoar into the fetid miasma of Lone Lake's long drop, but because someone, probably Ford Fenders, someone familiar with the business of tires and rubber, someone, while he was in the shitter no less, had taken the trouble to vulcanize Steve's rubber-soled boot-foot waders to the exterior spare tire of his mint pink '98 Suzuki Sidekick which remained parked, for Steve's convenience, in the middle of the boat launch for the entire duration of his shit, during which not just did Steve expel a significant mass, but someone, maybe Ira, had carefully chemically attached, through methods involving sulfur, heat, and pressure, each wader foot so that they straddled any donut parts of his float tube, meaning in essence that it, the float tube that is, and not Steve, or the turd he just dropped, was now pinned at a rakish angle to the already retreaded sorta original Sidekick's "Toyo" spare tire, all of it, the waders, the float tube, now basically one with the Pink Sidekick's not-so-elegant lines, the whole mess of it looking like a deep sea fish absorbing its mate through it's skin or carapace or whatever, the whole scene only made still more bizarre with varied noises- say-grunts and sighs- of Steve trying to pull the firmly affixed boots from their new chemical weld, the Sidekick's 26 year-old-suspension protesting his attempts with various squeaks and pops, his sad-man Reebooks crunching and slipping on the gravel either side of the concrete washboard of a launch, failures of purchase, first left, then right, then with a lot of Steve force, both sneakers, the whole pink Sidekick and wader brown and float tube blue moving to and fro, like one of those kids playground toys welded to a giant truck spring on one end while the other end is buried in a subterranean concrete cylinder, so, yes, absolutely, there was some oscillatory motion evident re the Sidekick's inertia vs Steve's ertia, some back and forth, while a crowd of onlookers pointed and at least someone, maybe Ira, maybe Ford Fenders, says loud enough for Steve to hear: "those aren't comin' off easy, I mean, they are seriously, like vulcanized on dude!"
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I deal more in multi colored foam, so I don’t think it was me.
 
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