Since the Basin temperatures appeared uninhabitable by humans this week, I shifted my plans to a 3 day trip to a couple of Rainier-area lakes with campgrounds. The first lake was a gorgeous place, and gave up a few bass of both varieties, though nothing of great size


Then I moved on to Tiger country:
First day was very grey and alternated between dead calm and quite breezy - tough to spot tigers for a beginner - only saw a few, and pretty much as I went right over them. Just one follow, right up to the boat, but somehow when I looked up to get out of the increasing W, I'd spent 5 hours out there (?!)
Hard to cast with this guy staring me down, too

Partly cloudy and a very slight breeze this morning put just enough ripple on the new water to make spotting fish a little difficult, especially from the low vantage point of a kayak. Lucky for me, there were plenty around in the spot I picked, because I mostly didn't see them until they were 20 feet away or so. The funny part was that several fish were orienting to these small mats of chartreuse algae, and if they spotted me, they actually followed my drifting chartreuse yak around as long as I wasn't actively pedaling or making noise. It happened several times, but just the quiet "tink" of picking up my phone off the deck made them take off like sasquatch.
Anyway...
I fished one of @clarkman 's flies for a while (the way those swim is mesmerizing!) but these pikeminnow-stuffed brats ignored the light-colored ones I had requested from him for the ciscoe-eating Ontario pike that lent me my forum name.
Switched to this one gifted to me by @Dr. Magill last year

After a few follows, I spotted one about 20 ft out in open water, backed away quietly and made a cast just past and in front of him. Saw him turn and follow it as my sinking line pulled it down out of my sight. As my retrieve neared the boat and the fly became visible again, I paused the retrieve and Dr. Magill's black musky fly made a lovely nose-up kick and slow pirouette, which was instantly followed by the appearance of a wide open mouth and flared gills, not 12 feet from the yak. The fly disappeared, and I spent about 3 min being towed around in circles before getting him up to the surface for a drive-by cameo. Dang - this guy fought way harder than a northern! Not having a muskie-appropriate net (and, TBH, not wanting to get esox stink/slime all over my boat and legs, lol), I just got him boatside and long-nose pliered out the barbless fly, so no hero selfie. I got a tail-flick of lakewater in the face for my efforts.
Not huge - probably 26"ish? - but pretty darn fun!
(LMK if the video doesn't work)
A couple captures from the vid

Pretty sure my beginner's luck was spawned by a Mom's Day gift from my animation artist daughter. A cartoon sticker of a stylized Esox for my yak



Then I moved on to Tiger country:
First day was very grey and alternated between dead calm and quite breezy - tough to spot tigers for a beginner - only saw a few, and pretty much as I went right over them. Just one follow, right up to the boat, but somehow when I looked up to get out of the increasing W, I'd spent 5 hours out there (?!)
Hard to cast with this guy staring me down, too

Partly cloudy and a very slight breeze this morning put just enough ripple on the new water to make spotting fish a little difficult, especially from the low vantage point of a kayak. Lucky for me, there were plenty around in the spot I picked, because I mostly didn't see them until they were 20 feet away or so. The funny part was that several fish were orienting to these small mats of chartreuse algae, and if they spotted me, they actually followed my drifting chartreuse yak around as long as I wasn't actively pedaling or making noise. It happened several times, but just the quiet "tink" of picking up my phone off the deck made them take off like sasquatch.
Anyway...
I fished one of @clarkman 's flies for a while (the way those swim is mesmerizing!) but these pikeminnow-stuffed brats ignored the light-colored ones I had requested from him for the ciscoe-eating Ontario pike that lent me my forum name.
Switched to this one gifted to me by @Dr. Magill last year

After a few follows, I spotted one about 20 ft out in open water, backed away quietly and made a cast just past and in front of him. Saw him turn and follow it as my sinking line pulled it down out of my sight. As my retrieve neared the boat and the fly became visible again, I paused the retrieve and Dr. Magill's black musky fly made a lovely nose-up kick and slow pirouette, which was instantly followed by the appearance of a wide open mouth and flared gills, not 12 feet from the yak. The fly disappeared, and I spent about 3 min being towed around in circles before getting him up to the surface for a drive-by cameo. Dang - this guy fought way harder than a northern! Not having a muskie-appropriate net (and, TBH, not wanting to get esox stink/slime all over my boat and legs, lol), I just got him boatside and long-nose pliered out the barbless fly, so no hero selfie. I got a tail-flick of lakewater in the face for my efforts.
Not huge - probably 26"ish? - but pretty darn fun!
(LMK if the video doesn't work)
A couple captures from the vid

Pretty sure my beginner's luck was spawned by a Mom's Day gift from my animation artist daughter. A cartoon sticker of a stylized Esox for my yak


