Well after some deliberation because of the big surf and lack of reports anywhere, decided to head up to Cuyamaca. I talked to Steve and he was ready for a rematch after last weeks skunking.
It was much colder and more packed than last week, but we got some prime real estate to start our revenge mission. The sunrise was just perfect.
Steve stopped to get some garlic night crawlers on the way because the old broad last week got one on them. I think she was probably snickering and pulling a fast one on Squatch.
I pinched and inflated a crawler before using the secret trout sauce and bombing it out there. A few minutes later and I saw the telltale tap on my line.
To be fair, I thought it was another Bluegill, but it finallt realized it was hooked by the time it got 20 feet to shore. First trout of the season and my first Jess' Ranch, Ruby Red Bow!
We were then swamped with yelling kids and a grandpa that was walking around with 10 inches of crack showing the entire time. Steve and I needed to get away from the chaos and we took a long hike to get to some quiet/chill beach and away from all the nut jobs by the ramp.
I balled up some powerbait and made a cast. I just barely set my rod in the rod holder when it doubled over! Trout number 2 on!
This one fought much better than the first and I was now up two trout on Steve! Yes! lol
Steve kept using his clown baits. Purple and chartreuse powerbait with a pink tailed worm. He decides to make a lob cast and within a few minutes he was on and made sure everyone knew about it! lol
Seriously though, I know that was a load off his back as it was tough fishing up there the past few weeks.
Squatch's JP trout.
Well, there were lots of funny stories that happened today, but this was the bread and butter of the trip. I can't wait until they start stocking down here. That's quite a haul up the mountain just for a trout or two.
Thanks for reading.
