Last week a young friend of my daughter’s came home with some trout he caught specifically for the eagles at the Lake Tahoe Wildlife Sanctuary.  He cleaned the fish up outside, wrapped them and put them in my freezer where they were promptly forgotten as he and my daughter visited.  I moved the frozen package around yesterday, while getting to something else deeper in the freezer, and smiled to myself wishing the fish were for me instead of those eagles!

Everybody’s got a fish story, the favorite from my life: My husband, Rusty, and I are camping on the west fork of the Carson River in Faith Valley… lots of fisherman around us, everyone coming back through camp with empty stringer lines.  We walk out of camp (no poles, no anything) to our favorite swimming hole and, instead of swimming, Rusty leans in over a shadowy flat rock, lets his arm and hand freeze in the cold water until a trout swims by and, fast-as-lightning, Rusty’s got the fish ’round the middle throwing it out of the water onto the riverbank.  What a kick to walk back into camp with our fish strung through a willow branch, showing off our hand-caught catch. I don’t know if the surprised faces of our fellow campers or the taste of the fish was ever so good!

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There’s a great fishing photo of Arnulfo, Sr. shown in our Weekend Warriors tab - check it out on the menu bar above.  And, to help put you in the mood, here’s another West Carson River story and some links that’ll “wet” your appetite for fishing…

http://www.tahoeflyfishing.com/blog/

http://www.fishingworks.com/lakes/california/alpine/

http://www.tahoesportfishing.com/

http://www.laketahoesportfishing.com/

Until later, happy travels,

Kathleen

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