Hagg Lake.. 6/2.

Heading over to Lady Hagg in the morning  afternoon to see if I can scare some bass away. 
Figure I'd take my T-13 instead of the Hobie and get an upper body workout in.

Feel free to find me.   I'll be scanning Ch 69.   

Thinking the same thing. I'll be the dude atop the pig.

Note: Changed my tee time. Wife and kids are rolling out of bed early to hit my daughters softball tourny.  They're going to be gone all day, so I have to do a late start to keep the dogs from peeing in the house.  Hope to be near the water around 1pm, stay till they kick me off the water.  Should be a nice evening of fishing.   

The Jade is on this. Come all ye merry gentlemen.  Tofu brats are being grilled on the free range Swedish alcohol stove at four or five.  There may be Tecate cans cracked then, too.  I may get there at nine or ten, and will be pig riding in Sain or Tanner.  Kind of depends on my commitment to this homemade Zinfandel.  May be elevensies if another glass is poured.

Well, that was fun.  Craig is still out there, and will likely shut the place down.  I left him with a belly full of pasta and tofu brats.  And a wee nip of Tecate.  Windy, and that made the pig riding hard.  Standing makes one a human sail.  Bass had lockjaw, but the trout were fiesty.  Caught six or so.  Kept one.  He drove a hook, past the barb, into my hand.  That was during a wrasslin' match atop the board.  Good think I had a bonker.  I may have lost that fight.  But I didn't.  He's in the fridge.  I had to paddle to shore with a lure jabbed firmly into my paw.  It was choppy and windy, and being on the board, I had not the required balance to perform hand surgery.  So I got to make my introduction to Craig shortly after using pliers to remove half of my index finger.  Tear stained and sweaty.  Ahhh, first impressions.

Good day, great company, fun and pissed off trout, sweet tailgate feast courtesy of dueling alcohol stoves.  Hope Craig finds the bassiness tonight.  Me? I'm finding wine and Neosporin. 

I know the feeling...the hook part anyway.  Not the tofu brat part.  Had a fly sink deep into my cheek last year from the wayward cast of a fellow fly fisherman.  Barbless thank fully.  Would have liked to have seen all that unfold atop the piggy.

Sounds like a good time except for the "hook set". Was it a treble hook that poked ya jade?

Yep, a treble hook.  One treble in the fish's mouth, the other in me.  Two sets of hooks on the mystical INSAYN lure.  Grasping for the bonker.  Rabid trout snarling and biting at me whilst flopping about the piggy deck.  Had to put a reverse MMA arm lock on the pectoral fin.  He tried to tap out, but the mini crow bar put a stop to that nonsense.  He's gonna be tasty with eggs.  Tomorrow, I shall break the fast like a boss.  Provided I don't die of tetanus in the night.

Ouch.

Trebles hurt so much, I've replaced em with siwash hooks (size 6). They seem to lessen the damage to hands and fish, less sharp stuff is for the feisty trout to stab you with

Made it home without a single bass hit.  Wasn't targeting trout tonight as I'm pretty much bored with that species for now.

AJ, you missed a funny tonight.  Shortly after I got back to the truck and started unloading all the crap I piled onto my kayak for the day, these two obviously single recent college grad girls showed up to take out their kayaks for a quick paddle.  They quickly unloaded and plopped their kayaks right about where you were parked.
The shorter chubby one sat down in her kayak and started to attach her spray skirt. 

I had to ask her if she planned to scoot all the way to the water from there? 
She calmly said she was just trying see if the new skirt fit right before getting on the water. 
I replied with my normal smart ass way, that it would be more enjoyable for the surrounding viewers if she were to do the spray skirt test at the water edge so we could all watch her struggle and fall in.  Her bigger chubby friend said she'd totally love to have that on film...snicker....snicker. 

I asked if they had the "Eskimo Roll" down yet?

Big chubby smarted off about how she used to have that down really well when she was much thinner.  (What 15 years ago?)
But she hasn't needed to keep up on it, as she doesn't fall out. 

So, I go about my business tying my kayak up for the trip home and happen to hear a squeal from the two girlies at waters edge.  Appears the the short chubby with her new spray skirt was safely in her kayak and reached over to help bigger chubby into hers. 

PLOP!!!  Squeal....Giggle....Giggle, yada yada.

As she stands up, I noticed she was sitting in the water up to her arm pits.  Now, as she is standing dripping off, her black spandex pants sucked down on her like a pair of pantyhose full of potatoes. 

Her safe and secure little chubby friend asked if there is anything she could do to help bigger chubby empty the water out of her kayak.  She replied with..."You've done enough to help me, thanks".

Wish I had the camera in my hand at that moment!   
 


The Fu'Brats were great stewed in Tecate beer, and mixed with Mountain House pasta primavera.   The Jade is good company and should be persuaded to join the fun at ORC, the party at least.   

Hahaha...damn! It truly was a day of SINK noobs.  Like the guy that scrambled over when I first came ashore with the INSAYN mystery lure stuck in hand.  Yeah, Micah, the trebs are filthy.  Too small in diameter to man handle, and too thick in stature to bend.  Anyway, SINK noob was pig curious, and was asking lots of questions.  I smiled and flashed the new appendage.  He turned green and shrieked.  Then followed me to my truck and watched with open mouth as I yanked it out.  I felt bad for not being friendlier; SINK guy, if you're reading, flag me down next time, and I will explain the allure of the swine.  You can even hop upon her hips and make good with your lusty thoughts.

INSYAN is a cool cat, and one worthy of the Hagg Hui.  His appreciation of meatless tube fare has me smiling.

Jade, your reports are among the best I've seen on this forum.  Thank YOU, good sir! 

AJ and Insayn, your creative story telling just made my night!