First real job- Paper mill on the extra board. Then wire drawer at Alcoa aluminum, then cheese maker at DairyGold, then 31 years police officer retired. Funny where life takes you.
Monday

If you find yourself in a hole, first thing you do is stop digging.

Yup. The question didn’t warrant a rant reply.

I too have wondered about the powder that accumulates on my lead weights and in the tackle containers. I’ve also wondered about what must be tons of lead weights that are resting on river bottoms from years of fishing. Does lead leach in moving water?

Amen. I’ve bought every knife sharpener and stones known to man and it’s always been a frustrating task ‘cause it ain’t sharp enough to go back in the pocket unless I can shave hair with it. Then along came Ken Onion. It’s expensive and the replacement belts ain’t cheap either, but the thing produces scary sharp knives.

Ha, my fishing buddy and I got an early start to beat the crowd and loaded my boat and drove 50 miles to the lake. After the launch I suddenly had this sinking feeling... I’d left the tackle boxes in the driveway.
A hundred mile trip turned into two hundred miles and a friend with a long memory.

Wondering if anyone has fished this lake near Shelton, WA. Access is primitive and parking is very limited and I’ve been told that the lake hasn’t been planted for many years due to carp infestation. It’s a good size lake but I’ve never seen a boat on it.
Just wondering ...

(He gets up from a fancy dinner and farts) “Whoa, did someone step on a duck?”
Rodney, you were the greatest

I can guarantee in some fishing lure lab they are experimenting with turning on neural systems
that’ll switch on the none feeding bite. How far do you want to take this before the sport turns into a virtual video? You might ask yourself, what am I trying to accomplish? What’s the end game?

I gotta agree it seems like we’re loosing sight of what hunting and fishing is all about. Technology keeps advancing by leaps and bounds and the only thing that remains the same are the fish and game.
Why someone needs to spend a fortune to rip across the water at 80mph to catch a two pound bass puzzles me. I don’t want to be around that sort of thinking.
Same goes for hunting. I could fill a book with all the crap to make it easier for the hunter to outsmart a deer.
What sort of accomplishment do they get out of that? This attitude of taking all the mystery out of it with increased technology is what’s going to kill blood sports someday.

A British friend of mine said that in London, the tap water has been recycled at least three times before you use it. I wouldn’t eat anything that comes out of recycled water. But hey, to each his own.

I remember watching a kid bank fishing at the Almota grain elevators. He was walking up to the gravel lot with a string of three or four fish the size of the 20 lb hog carp that prowl the Snake, but I suspect it was channel cats he was taking home. I was a couple hundred yards away in my bass boat at the time. Best smallmouth lure on that water was a 1/8 oz purple plastic jig fished on bottom structures.

I havent been there for 15 years
Too bad the county let the park go to seed. They had a caretaker living there at one time. We used to shoot feral rabbits on a little island down stream from that park. A good place for cat fishing was at the grain elevators at Almota.

Oh yeah, Lyons Ferry used to have a nice park but I hear they closed it up. I never cared much for squaw fishing- small mouth and salmon/steelhead- yes. No walleyes 30 years ago. I remember camping on the sandy beaches up from Wawawie Canyon before they put in Lower Granite. I did a story about it in the local Pullman Harold. Used to be orchards down there and sheep herding on the breaks. Wasn’t nothing but a primitive gravel road all the way to Lewiston. I miss that country.

Lower Granite Dam near Clarkston/Lewiston- above and below. You’ve got the whole river to yourself most of the time. Nice boat launches on the Whitman county side.