04-13-2020, 10:51 PM
Didn't get the chance Saturday or Sunday to post my report from the Bear River Bird Refuge. Thought TCM was gonna go with me, but she woke up with a headache and decided not to. I pulled off the freeway on the Refuge road (Forest Street) about 0755, air temp was 42, sunny, with high clouds and a pretty steady breeze at about 5-8 mph, gusting up to 10-15 at times. Boat ramp just before the gate into the Auto Tour area, water level was not what I would like for launching, but enough. Had to put the trailer way down into the mud to keep the motor up off the bottom and still trim it low enough to draw water.
Water depth out from the ramp in middle of channel was 7-8 ft. Water surface temp was 54, which was a bit surprising, expected colder. Talked to John at the ramp for a few minutes.
Wanted to do a depth recon up river at least as far as the Hunt Club. But running up river in the middle, following my GPS tracks from last year, I got about 300 yards past the first bend and the bottom started coming up fast. Trimed up motor as far as I could, slowed way down, zig, zagged about 10 yards back and forth and never got to any depth more than 2 ft. When I started hitting 1 fow, I decided retreat was better than planting my new motor prop in the mud, so backed up, did a 180 and headed back towards the ramp.
Several of the irrigation gates up river were open, channeling water out into the pastures. Once those close down some the water level further down river might come back up.
I anchored out just up river from the ramp at the first north bank irrigation channel and set out my lines. One small bait hook with a worm hoping for a carp, and one larger rig with chicken liver in a bait bag. NADA.
Moved down river and stopped in a couple more spots, lots more NADA.
Made last stop down at the last south side irrigation gate just before the bridges. Had a couple of very light taps maybe on my worm rig, but no takers.
Wind started getting more constant strong, and some darker clouds moving in from the west, decided to call it a day.
On the way out, noticed that almost every spot accessible to the water was occupied with bank tanglers. I sure hope some of them had better luck than I did, but I kinda doubt it. Oh yea, I did catch a tangle of line, swivels, beads, and a rusted hook...........
Well it was a half day out of the house, and not at work, so it was a good day.
Water depth out from the ramp in middle of channel was 7-8 ft. Water surface temp was 54, which was a bit surprising, expected colder. Talked to John at the ramp for a few minutes.
Wanted to do a depth recon up river at least as far as the Hunt Club. But running up river in the middle, following my GPS tracks from last year, I got about 300 yards past the first bend and the bottom started coming up fast. Trimed up motor as far as I could, slowed way down, zig, zagged about 10 yards back and forth and never got to any depth more than 2 ft. When I started hitting 1 fow, I decided retreat was better than planting my new motor prop in the mud, so backed up, did a 180 and headed back towards the ramp.
Several of the irrigation gates up river were open, channeling water out into the pastures. Once those close down some the water level further down river might come back up.
I anchored out just up river from the ramp at the first north bank irrigation channel and set out my lines. One small bait hook with a worm hoping for a carp, and one larger rig with chicken liver in a bait bag. NADA.
Moved down river and stopped in a couple more spots, lots more NADA.
Made last stop down at the last south side irrigation gate just before the bridges. Had a couple of very light taps maybe on my worm rig, but no takers.
Wind started getting more constant strong, and some darker clouds moving in from the west, decided to call it a day.
On the way out, noticed that almost every spot accessible to the water was occupied with bank tanglers. I sure hope some of them had better luck than I did, but I kinda doubt it. Oh yea, I did catch a tangle of line, swivels, beads, and a rusted hook...........
Well it was a half day out of the house, and not at work, so it was a good day.
"OCD = Obsessive Catfish Disorder "
Or so it says on my license plate holder
Or so it says on my license plate holder