There's a first time for everything, and today it was
about ice fishing; sponsored by Phil & George. When I say sponsored, I mean
holy-moly I have never been so taken care of. Aside from fishing with Colby, I
am usually responsible for everything from driving, fuel, packing extra rods,
gear, and taking care of lunch. Often times I take out people who expect me to
do everything from tie on their flies, to wiping their ass. No so today, it was
my turn to have my bum wiped and powdered. I hope it never happens again,
because I could get used to this!
But let’s get down to the basic info of the day’s
events. George, a friend from work asked Colby & I to join him and former
teacher Phil for a day on Pine View Reservoir in Ogden. At the last minute I
asked Tom if he wanted to join. The day was beautiful, sunny and actually quite
warm. Phil comes very well prepared, and if there is a zombie apocalypse I want
him on my team. The dude is methodically organized and thought of everything. I think it’s safe to say ice fishing requires
more gear than fly fishing--ummmm yeah a lot more. Each one of us had a sled
loaded with gear.
We get out on the ice, and tents need to be set up,
auger’s need to auger holes in the ice, and all they want me to do is sit there
and look pretty. I used to be good at sitting there and looking pretty. But as
time went by I started getting uglier, so I started getting more useful,
thinking “hell looks don’t last forever!” But I did my best to just sit there
and watch them do everything. Phil showed me how to bait my hook, but I did
that myself.
After hours of fishing with no luck we moved to a new
spot, and re-auguring holes into the ice. This is the part that is like every
other type of fishing; you keep working at it to see what small corrections
will do the trick. Finally through adjusting our bait (box worms) at the right
level, we start hooking up. I should say Phil caught one. George goes on about
how well perch eyes work, and he even has an eye-ball extracting tool to get
the job done. As it turns out he was right, he starts catching. So I think that
poor bastard has one eye left, I figure what can a one eyed fish do in this
world anyhow—I take the other one. It paid off, I started hooking up.
All in all, I had a great time. Phil & George are
the best, and I would love to go again. I can’t say I’m ready to go buy an
auger & a tent, but it was fun—thanks again guys!
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