It’s been a few weeks now and the house is looking like a
home. We have had lots of minor repairs for contractors to fix and things to fix
ourselves. We replaced a couple leaky toilets, tore off some awful peach wallpaper
borders, replaced some 1970’s lighting and had rain gutters installed to correct
some damage that the rain had caused. We even have chosen a contractor to build
us a small garage, (something I guess we need here judging from last year’s
photos.)
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The house in winter |
It had been a long time since I was able to go fishing. I
had major surgery on my shoulder in December and wasn’t really able to fish
much in the months before. I am enjoying Montana immensely but I do miss my
fishing/photography buddy Scott and it probably has been almost a year since we
had fished last. I am sure I will see him before long and we can have some new
adventures.
In California a regular fishing trip usually started @5:30
am in order to beat traffic and get to the lake or stream at a decent hour.
Scott and I would usually fish till @2 and then drive back to our respective
houses. Oh and if it was a race day near Sears Point forget fishing altogether!
Her in Montana we finally felt like we were settled in and at a point
where Erin needed some alone time. She suggested I probably should go fishing. (She
does this from time to time to help her creativity and I think it’s why our marriage is successful,
that and the fact that I will fish at any opportunity) The only problem was that I
needed a fishing license and to get one you need to be a resident and have a driver’s
license from Montana. Great,…I am a resident, but I wasn't able to get my driver’s license
because you have to make an appointment, and I couldn’t get an appointment for over a month and
a half!! The other problem with that situation was that it is illegal to be a resident and not
have a driver's license after 30 days!! What a catch 22!! Well I gave in and bought the
out of state fishing license for $120 rather than wait to get the resident one for $30. I’ll save
money next year, fishing is more important. Erin and I also vowed to drive
super safe to avoid being pulled over until we had our licenses.(we finally got them and they are good for 8 years!!)
Finally the morning came to head out and fish. I picked nearby
Echo Lake that is known for its Smallmouth Bass. I woke up at 6 ate breakfast
watched birds on the deck and gathered my stuff together. I was out the door by 7 and on
the lake by 7:30.
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Echo Lake |
What!! Wait, no long drives, no getting up at O dark thirty,
no driving around in the dark and it only takes 15 minutes to get to this lake.
I must be dreaming. I don’t even care if I catch anything I am finally on the
water again after almost a year. I get comfortable cast a few times then whack..
a fish. I had been fishing less than 5 minutes and I caught a fish already! No
way!! I proceeded to watch Osprey admire the surroundings and catch and release
(As I always do) @12 fish that day.
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Echo Lake |
Some small, some bigger and after 5 hours
texted Erin I would be home for lunch in 15 minutes. Amazing!
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Smallmouth Bass |
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Smallmouth Bass |
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Smallmouth Bass |
A few days later I tried my luck again. I got to fish a Lake
that my fishing buddy Scott had told me about on a trip to Montana that he took with his wife a
few years back. One where he was able to catch a Grayling, a fish I had never
caught. From his photos and description to me over the phone I couldn’t wait to get there. This
lake was farther away, a whole 40 minutes from my house😉. Lake Rogers is a
beautiful lake on the west side of Kalispell.
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Rogers Lake |
As I arrived I saw the lily pads
were blooming and there wasn’t another person in sight. The weather was
beautiful as only a few clouds dotted the sky. I was happy to get to fish in
such a beautiful spot and I saw a loon with two chicks just off shore. I got my
stuff and kicked my float tube out from shore only to scare a few yellow headed
blackbirds out of the reeds. There were lily pads all over and I saw just
enough of a clear spot to cast my line to stretch it out. As I tossed it out, I
applied my sunscreen and got comfortable hoping for some luck. My first strip
of my line and a large Cutthroat trout surprised me by grabbing the fly.
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Cutthroat Trout |
I got
him in, released him, and quickly casted again. Boom another nice fish! I was
amazed at my luck but greedily I wanted my grayling. As I was trying to get
through the weeds, a homeowner called out and asked me to fish a little deeper
as she was afraid I would hook her waterline. Now realistically my tiny fly on
a line that doesn’t go anywhere near the bottom wasn’t a threat but I assured
her I would move out. (I don’t think she can ask this but my car still has
California plates and I heard everybody here has guns so I figured I would play
nice)As I moved out she thanked me and wished me good luck.
I moved out further and as I did I was constantly getting
tangled in the lilies. I started cursing the lady who made me move. Nothing for
over an hour but then I saw a fish jump near the far shore so I kicked over. I
still got nothing, so I figured I would change flies. I put on a fly with a
golden sparkle and I soon got a small bite. It fell off but maybe I was onto
something. Over the next hour I caught a few more cutthroats and as I was
trying to convince myself how great I was doing, a bald eagle flew overhead checking me out and looking for any fish I might
have released. I was still depressed I hadn’t caught any Grayling. Then finally
I cast through a small opening in the lilies and a grayling came to my net. I
was so happy and as I tried to take a photo it slipped back into the water. Darn
it nobody will believe me. Then I remembered a phone call a few years ago as
Scott was at this same lake catching Grayling and him telling me ”they are so
slippery I can’t take a darn picture they keep falling back into the water…You
will never believe me!!” I laughed at the similarity and proceeded to catch 10
grayling in a row photographing them in my net just so I had proof. I had to
call Scott while I was there and tell him the story and he remembered his
fondness for Lake Rogers.
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Grayling |
Now every lake isn’t as great as these two (I don’t think)
as I found out while trying to catch my first Northern Pike. Smith Lake is
about 30 minutes west of my house and I tried my luck there after the fishing report
said “A great place to take the kids to catch small pike!).
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Smith Lake |
I fished Smith on a
Sunday morning and there were a handful of people and boats around. They were
all eager to tell me a few tips and as I had never caught one I think they were
interested to see if I could unhook one.(they have lots of teeth.) Another nice
day, a few more eagles and hundreds of casts later I gave up. As I came to
shore others followed and it was all the same thing. Nothing, no idea why but
at least it wasn’t just me. I took a few photos of another beautiful Montana
lake and vowed to return to get my first Northern Pike….someday.
Since I had gotten to go fishing, I needed to try and see
something else I had always wanted to do. See The Northern Lights! Randomly the solar
flares get so big that they can be seen in Montana. Winter, spring and late
fall are the best times. I have an app on my phone that lets me know if the flares
are big enough and if that coincides with the new moon I have a chance. So the
weather was cooperating except for the small wisps of smoke from the Canadian
wildfires. I got my photo gear ready and prepared to head up to Glacier National Park
and Lake McDonald. The best times to see the lights are after 12 midnight but I
wanted to see the sunset so I left early. Now, we have been messed up by the
daylight up here since we moved. If you don’t have a clock you can run errands
work outside and come in for dinner and it’s already 9:00 pm!! It just never
gets dark! One night I wanted to photograph a sunset at Flathead Lake so I ate
dinner watched TV and began to head out at 9:30pm. Sunset is @9:30 and Sunrise
is around 5 am so that’s @16 hours of Daylight compared to Petaluma California 13
hours. Now I know it doesn’t seem like a bunch but it’s really different. Here you can go out for an afternoon hike and catch the sunset and if you aren't careful you might as well
eat at a gas station because everything is closed at 10 pm. So I leave to attempt
the Northern Lights at Glacier at 9:00pm and I’m in the spot at Lake McDonald by
9:45.
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Sunset Lake McDonald |
At 11:00 a Ranger stoops by for a chat and we talk for a while and I make
sure they are cool with me being there. As long as I don’t sleep where I was he
said I am good. The Ranger leaves to look for something more interesting to do. Soon I am joined by a group of college kids enjoying the night sky. We talk
about the constellations and they head out to the pier to wait and see if the Northern
lights appear. They make a good comp for my photo so I am happy. At 3 am we all
give up and I head home. A very neat experience but no Northern Lights this time,
I will try again.
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Night skies over Lake McDonald |