Fishing qualifies as easy-time, which is what I still needed. I trucked over to the Fremont river which is a smallish, sandy and fast-flowing river. I didn’t have much success there, but what was surprising is I didn’t think anyone would. So I headed back to a ranger center for better advice. I was told about the Lower Bowns Reservoir which then checking online had good reports so I trucked over to that. The ranger also mentioned that 1,000 lake mountain was mislabelled early in its history, and the mountain with all the lakes was nearby. Oooooops. Perhaps it should be called the Mountain formerly known as the Mountain of 1,000 lakes. The weather down here in SE Utah continues to be very warm and sunny.
On first arrival at the reservoir I noticed a large number of surface strikes from the fish but couldn’t quite cast to them. So I bravely took off my shoes, rolled up the pants, and walked out to get better range. Gave up on that after my toes stopped delivering cold signals. On shore, I picked off about 20 leaches per leg. I needed a better strategy.
On the first night I fished for about 5-6 hours. A friendly couple near me gave me some Powerbait which they had used to collect the Trout limit. Even so equipped I managed to elude the fish’s greedy hunger. You’ll never get my bait suckas.
Playing around with some night shots at the reservoir here. Not much else to photo.

The reservoir.. kind of midrange in attractiveness. The levels were way down and fellow fishers generally just drove on the ‘beach’ and parked along the water.

The next day the same couple were back in the morning. They assisted me in duplicating EXACTLY their strategy. They had collected 7 more trout by mid-morning. I had 0. Though their success declined dramatically upon my arrival.
But what is this ?! I got one !

I then stuck a knife through its brain, gutted it, fileted it, and ate it. Well I ate some of it.. it wasn’t particularly tasty owing to my failure to thoroughly rinse it, the fact that I ran out of gas half way through cooking, and the fact that I had no seasonings.


