Saturday, August 25, 2007

Bugs & Such

Spending time around a body of water provides the opportunity to experience the natural world in a way not possible sitting in a high-rise office building or driving along the freeway during a one hour commute. (No kidding Sherlock!)

I took these pictures on Saturday before moving Matt into the dorm.

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Blue Damselfly

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Tandem Rig

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Cicada

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Let Me Go!

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Butterfly on Asphalt

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Acorns


Of course while on my photo-nature tour I kept an eye out for the carp. I had been seeing the them roll in the deeper water but nothing up close to shore. I began to notice the water clearing up after the rain and some distinct areas that were not clearing at the same rate as everything else. I watched these cloudy patches like a hawk and finally spotted what I was suspecting - a carp rooting in the new sediment that had been washed into the lake. I rushed back to the trailer for a fly rod and my carp arsenal but alas when I returned they had stopped feeding and had once again retreated to the deeper water.


After getting Matt moved in and settled we all ate dinner at Ted's Cafe Escondido.

"You will find no better food in Edmond"

Upon returning to the lake, I headed out for one last round of fishing before heading down to Ft. Worth. I went back to the spots I had fished the day before but came up empty. I finally found a school of white bass in a small cove near what I call Rocky Point.


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The cove at Rocky Point

In a span of 30 minutes I caught & released 18 white bass all on white grubs and 10 of them were caught two at a time!. The five doubles were on consecutive casts and I was beginning to think I had the golden touch. Then suddenly the school moved on and that was it. No mas DE Nada.

It was a great way to end the time on lake Arcadia.

2 comments:

Bawana said...

That school of White Bass is part of a rare Colony of Bass that somehow managed to evade Paul and the Boys on their spring run and now you corner them in OK. Wow! talk about persistence.

Paul Batchelder said...

I do have a soft spot for the white bass....