A couple friends and I hiked into a favorite alpine lake to fish and experience the first high lake hike of the season. We accomplished the hike and wet some streamers, but the fishing ? not so much.
Winds were brutal and unrelenting, gusting to 35 mph at least. We bagged it at around 10:30.
There was a lot of chop on the water and when we first arrived Kyle and Jon each thought they saw a fish. (fishful thinking?) There is very little ice left on the lakes and with the winds I'm sure the last of it will be gone by today. There is, however, very little shoreline accessible due to snow shelves down to and into the lake. We just missed seeing a large chunk of snow shelf (about 150 feet) sluff off and drop into the water. We did see the wave it created roll across the lake. This served as a good reminder not to walk out onto the snow shelf if you don't want to wind up cold and soaked or worse, dead.
Temps were around high 60's but the wind chill was around mid to upper 30's and was enough to make your hands and face cold and your nose to run.
After about 15 minutes of fruitless streamer chucking and getting hit hard in the back of my head by a cone head woolly bugger (it didn't stick), I just put the rod down and moved around taking pictures. I brought three lenses with me, 18-55mm, 80-200mm, and my super wide 11-16mm. I never even put the 80-200 on the camera opting for the wide shots instead.
Just as we finished breaking down and putting on our packs Jon saw a fish swimming off shore. Then as we got down around the lower lake the wind stopped dead. Total calm. Then a few small gusts. Then some breeze, not too bad. We thought about going back up but...nah. The winds did pick up again by the time we reached the parking lot, we ate some Sammies and hit the road.
Jon wanted me to shoot some pictures of him with his Deuter pack so he would have some shots for the blog he is writing for them. He is accumulating a massive bag of swag from these companies.
More power to ya kid.
Jon modeling the Deuter Futurama red/gray/black backpack, shown here with optional fly fishing accoutrements.
On the way in.
At the lake.
Some shots from around the lake. I was surprised by the number of wildflowers already out around the lake.
Our little corner of marshy shoreline.
Scoping out the outlet on the way out.