- Feb 18, 2009
- Beaverton, Oregon
So my girlfriend and I decided to go for a drive and do a little fishing. We drove up through Estacada to Timothy. Nothing looked too intriguing there so we decided to go down to Olallie. We get there find my fav. little spot and toss some spinners. Fish were rising everywhere, some were small some were in the 2-3lb range. They were rising literally 2 ft offshore to about 30 ft offshore. Dozens of fish rising everywhere. I guess there must have been a hatch of these white tiny moth like creatures. So I reach in my bag for my little fly box and oops left it at home. So I was gonna try some powerbait and guess what left that on the couch right next to my pliers and fly box. So no fishies at Olallie. Walked down a short trail to Lower Lake and tried my spinners there with no success. I found a tiny piece of powerbait on shore, tied it on with a couple orange beads to help it float (it was a really tiny piece) tossed it out and as soon as it hit I had a 8 inch brookie on. All I could think about the whole way home was a saying my dad used to say when he did something stupid instead of cussing. Ding dong dumb dodo idiot!