My husband has spent his life fishing for bass. Bass in the ocean. Bass in rivers. Bass in lakes. Many of the 'trout' referred to in Texas are actually just bass. Bass, bass, bassity bass. Trout are a whole different story. Then there's me. I love fishing. I used to have some reasonable amount of skill in trout fishing, but then i was also generally accompanying a boyfriend with LOTS of skill trout fishing. That never hurts. Now, it's been over 10 years (high school and early college days) since i actually fished myself. I'm feeling like a fish out of water. Har har har.
We had fun, just the same. Me with my new Daiwa fishing pole i named Darla (she's pink!) and the type of reel i'm familiar with. My husband had his Grandfather's fly fishing pole that he couldn't use as it was too windy and tree surrounded. I finally got to get mad at him for messing up MY reel that he's unaccustomed to using instead of the other way around. Ha! We also lost a few hooks and lures to nasty, snaggy trees at the bottom. Rest in peace, little pinky (brand new lure on her first trip into water, sigh). Hey, at least my husband found a bunch of newts to play with! Pretty awesome!
We'll be back soon, Olalla lake. Preferably when there aren't teems of teens swimming and thrashing about. Even more preferably would be getting our hands on a boat....
Hey, Oregonians: give us some tips on catching trout?