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The trout brigade at Walker
Rural tourism encompasses many venues in the Sierra Nevada, but none so popular as fishing during its season. Tallying in at number one for tourism is angling and all of its associated angles, fishing holes and lodging opportunities. And while the Mammoth Lakes region tends to get most of the press locally, the northern reaches of Mono County have their fair share of angling hot spots. Recently, the DFG trout stocking truck was in the town of Walker and a crowd gathered to help with the delivery. Sam Foster manned the trout brigade at the Walker River-a makeshift line of all ages, each delighted to see trout leave the metal confines of the truck's tanks and land in the water.Walker's trout stocking is repeated in many of the towns and it's not just the local fishing guides who get into the action for the planting locations or the actual trout drops.
Mount Your Trophy Fish Without Killing It
One of the things, if not the main thing, that keeps anglers going, casting and casting and casting, is the thought that the next cast might be the one that hooks that trophy fish. It doesn't happen often, maybe only once in a lifetime, and you never know when. It could be the next cast. When it finally happens, when you finally make the right cast in the right place with the right fly or lure, and hook the big one, be prepared for one of the most difficult decisions of your life. You've been waiting for this moment all your life, but in a span of less than a minute, you must decide whether to kill this marvelous fish and mount it above your fireplace or let it go to spawn thousands of its kind and make another angler's day. But now, thankfully, anglers have an option of having their trophy mounted without killing it.
Eagle Lake trout make five-hour drive worthwhile
SPAULDING - Just at dawn when the sun's rays graced the high plateau desert with hues of purple and gold, it was hard to watch the bobber for the not-so-subtle pull down, the sure sign an Eagle Lake trophy trout was on the line. The ambiance of the morning light was so spectacular.
I looked away at nature's showcase, then back to the surface of the lake, only to find my bobber had completely disappeared. Fish on.
Soon, I netted a 3-pound rainbow, but not until after it jumped clear out of the lake not less than three times. It was a beauty, a trout with special markings and a girth that made the five-hour drive from Stockton worth the effort. It wasn't long before another trout, a slightly "smaller" 21/2-pounder came to the boat. My day was made.
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