Perch, perch and more perch
Wednesday, May 30, 2012 at 10:22AM
Last week we did a trip up to a lake at the California/Oregon border. It was Mike, Mace Andy and of course me.

In one of my books it says "If every person you knew caught a hundred yellow perch a day, every day from this lake you still could not put a dent in the population". After three days of nonstop action we now believe this statement to be true. I am not sure how many perch we caught, but it was pretty ridiculous. Overall the size of the fish are pretty small and we blame this on over population. It sounded like a good opportunity to keep some fish and make tacos. The electric fillet knife was humming away as we made tiny fillets for the best tacos I have ever eaten.

A nice bag of fillets.

I was shocked how good these tiny fish tasted.

All of the toppings for our tacos came from Mace's garden.

Mace frying up some tortillas.

The three stooges getting ready to eat.
Mike brought his boat and we used him as a taxi service to take us to different parts of the lake. We just loaded our float tubes in the boat and he would just drop us off where ever we liked.

Here comes our taxi.
One of Andy's first bites, he set so hard on the tiny fish it came flying out of the water, came unhooked and landed in the back of his float tube. We thought he swam away, only to find him three days later disguised as fish jerky in the back of Andy's tube.

Look closely, you can see a stowaway.
I think if it wasn't for the mixed bag of fish, we would of got bored catching so many perch. Along with the perch, we also caught: crappie, bass, green sunfish, golden shiners and some really nice trout.







We had the best campsite on the whole lake. We had a beautiful spot right on a creek that held wild rainbow trout. The creek was only a few hundred yards from the main lake. This made it extremely easy to just hop in our tubes and start fishing.





After three days of catching hundreds of tiny, but delicious perch. Andy and I had to get back to work. Mike and Mace needed something that would actually put a bend in there rod, so they decided to spend three more days fishing for striped bass. They did very well.

Frank |
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