Northwest Reel Life April 2023 Volume 2 Issue 8 - Flipbook - Page 14
It was another Father’s Day, and we
were fishing on Lake St Clair in SW
Washington. I had Matt and James in
our 16-foot Klamath jet boat, geared
up for trolling trout. Lake St Clair is an
interesting lake, with many channels
and bays to explore. The day was a
pleasant early summer father-son getaway, and we enjoyed trolling along
on the boat exploring the sights and
sounds.
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Ducks and other animals kept us
entertained, and of course, the boys
had their Nintendo’s along. I wasn’t
one to be hardcore fishing with my
boys. I figured it was better to have
them along for the experience than it
was cramming it down their throats.
When a fish came along, they would
set their Gameboys down and catch it,
enjoying the action, then back to one
or another distraction. The fishing was
not exactly hot, so after a couple hours
it was time to turn back to the boat
launch and head home.
Just then, the longline rod violently
jerked back and behind the boat a
large splash signaled a nice fish on the
end of the line. Matt grabbed the rod
and began reeling in the huge fish.
The smile on his face as he battled the
big trout was enough for me to know
the magic of angling was taking hold.
As the fish came closer I could see
it was a big rainbow trout, a triploid
most likely. Matt brought the fish close
to the net, and I scooped a beautiful
rainbow in as Matt let out a whoop of
joy. The three of us marveled at the
beautiful fish, one of a few we caught
that day.
The last Father’s Day fishing adventure
I can remember, before my sons
became fully enamored with baseball,
was a trip my son James and I took on
Lake Washington. He was, I believe,
10 years old. It was another beautiful
Pacific Northwest early summer
day, the kind that begs to get out of
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