Ice Fishing! Jordanelle and Rockport

We have been a couple times in the past few weeks, and I have not gotten around to posting. Jim and Parker joined me on a trip to Jordanelle Reservoir a couple weeks ago. We tried out our new 6 man tent. It worked well for the three of us. We might be able to get one other person in the tent with us and still have enough room to move around a little. The tent was a good bargain but wish I had kept the 949 fat fish for single outings and doubles. We set camp on the small boat ramp side of the marina.

We went out to where we normally troll for fish and drilled our holes and set the tent up. Getting in out of the wind was good in the morning. We fished until noon and got nothing. Jim stayed in the tent and Parker and I ventured in toward the bank and cut a few holes in shallower water. There was one other group in the bay with us and they were moving frequently as well trying to locate fish. We tried all types of methods and baits and got no hits. We blamed it on the full moon....even though we know it had little to do with the fact we got skunked.

Saturday Parker and I went to Rockport and was set up on the lake before sunrise and had poles in the water before 7 am. We were the only ones on the lake at that time.

I caught the first fish about ten minutes into the fish on a white tube jig tipped with wax worm. Nothing to brag about in size or color, it was definitely a planter from late fall planting. Parker caught the next few fish on his white paddle bug and wax worm, they were also hitting the pink spider tipped with wax worm. The fishing was fast for about an hour and a half then it died.

The fish quit hitting, we changed colors and presentation looking for something to regain their interest but could not find one thing they wanted. By 10:30 we were done trying to figure them out and Parker had to be home by 1 pm. We packed up and froze ourselves on the way back to the truck. The wind was blowing and took the temperature down below zero quickly.  We made it to the truck after a long haul and made our way back to Kamas and stopped to help clean off his grandmothers sidewalks and driveway. We went to High Mountain Drug and got a burger and malt.

The days are never boring with my boys, we always have fun regardless if we catch fish or not. Roderick Haig-Brown said, "I have fished through fishless days that I remember happily and without regret." I feel the same way, it is the company and stories spun that create memories, not the fish caught.

Thank you for following our adventures, please get out and create your own with your family and friends.