"Come on, fish." I whispered to myself, and a moment later it smacked my pico ant!
"HA!" I yelled, setting the hook and bringing in a nice, shiny cutthroat.
My fish hadn't even bolted away before I found my next target. The new fish's gulping pattern was moving further and further away from me out into the lake. It was too far to cast by the time I had got into a good casting position and, as if the fish knew, it stopped rising as soon as I was ready to cast. With nothing to aim for, I decided to try my luck, and cast out my fly. The pico ant sat on the water for a long time, untouched. I gave it a few twitches, and a fish came up and nailed it. Whether or not it was the same fish I had casted to a moment ago didn't matter; after all, it was still a fish.
Half the day was over, and I could see others who had the same idea as me: to walk the entire lake. The fish at my section of the lake were starting to wizen up and refuse my fly at the last second. However, if I continued to fish for them, they would eventually take.
Two other members of VBFF, Tom and Erin Labrecque, were within ear shot of me now, and my wife Gracy was not far behind. I walked over to meet them and found that Kiwi was the most excited to see me.
Both Tom and Erin were fishing as they walked over.
"I got one!" Tom yelled, as his rod bent with every tug of the fish. He called for his wife, Erin, to come and take a picture, but Erin was fishing and didn't want to stop. Tom had brought in his fish, and in the time he was fighting it, I had bolted over to get a picture.
I thought I had spotted long time BVFF member and good friend, Larry Donahue, from across the lake. I quickly made my way over, where he was perched on a large rock, to fish with him.
I don't get to fish with Larry very often, so I was sure to make the effort to find him. I discovered that this was Larry's first time to Louie Lake, which made me happy I committed to hosting the outing.
It was getting late, and we all had to get going if we wanted to get back to Boise at a decent hour. I did catch one more fish as I quickly walked back to meet with the rest of the members.
I was asked if I was going to host another alpine lake trip for next year by some members who couldn't make this trip. With Mike McLean as our leader, I believe another trip will be in our future, I assured. Until next year...