I found a spot on Nunnally where there were quite a few fish cruising and/or just hanging out. I found that some fish were actually feeding while others where just sulking. In general the fish that were moving around were more likely to be feeding. The sulkers were typically big dark fish. My guess is that the sulkers are suffering from spawnis interuptis or to put it simply, blue balls. Its a sad fact that those fish have no place to spawn and most will die after a few years of absorbing milt/eggs into their bodies. Fortunately a nice hatch of #14 black midges came off at about 4:30 taking my mind off of the sad plight of the fishes.
Fish on,
Wyatt







From: Kent Lufkin <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
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Subject: Bobby Lake report
Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2003 10:27:30 -0800

Les Korcala and I fished Bobby yesterday, opting to wheel our pontoon
boats in via the trail to the east end, there already being several
cars and motor homes at the main trailhead. That proved to be a
one-way decision as the east end trail drops down a 30 or 40 foot
bluff right before the put-in, meaning we'd have one hell of a time
lugging our boats back up again. We decided to row west and take out
at the main put-in on the way out.

Conditions seemed favorable: forecast air temps in the mid-50s;
partially cloudy skies but winds SSW to 20mph. A falling barometer
and a full moon a couple days earlier were possible negatives. The
water temp 3 feet below the surface was 52�.

I took a lovely 18" brown on my 5th cast using a #12 brown soft
hackle, thus christening in my new Winston Ibis 4wt. Les took a
couple RBs on dries in the next hour or so: a fat 22" male that
squirted milk all over his net; and a skinny hen that left a teaspoon
or so of golden eggs on his stripping apron (fish must REALLY like
Les ;-) He took one more small RB (13" or so) before lunch.

The small bay adjacent to the inlet was literally packed with fish,
sipping very small emergers but otherwise content to ignore our
offerings. Although we both forgot our midge boxes at home, we tried
nearly every other chironomid, small dry or film pattern we had. I
broke off cleanly when one brute took a #18 cinnamon Quigley Cripple
(my only one unfortunately) but that was it. We had several other
refusals, but on the whole, most of the day was frustrating seeing so
many fish and being unable to entice them.

About 2:30 we reluctantly decided to brave the wind and row down to
the west end. I hooked a weird 18" RB on a bloodworm but it didn't
fight at all, making me think it was dead. However, the fly was in
it's mouth and it was respirating, although barely. When I released
it, it sank belly up, perhaps the victim of an earlier angler
encounter.

There were several other anglers on the lake but none of the ones we
spoke with had much success.

We moved over into Nunnally and fished the small bay just east of the
channel connecting it to Bobby about 5pm. I landed another RB (on the
same brown soft hackle) and LDR'd a spunky jumper within 10 minutes
before everything shut down about 6pm.

Our net count for 8-1/2 hours on the water was three fish released
each with about the same number of LDRs or refusals - a very slow day.

Kent Lufkin


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