June 20, 2012 ~ Highway 395 Headed North
We had some good fishing at Convict Lake … turned out some last minute business issues came up for Patti, so she parked her car back down the canyon in a spot under the shade of a tree off the 395 where she could get cell coverage and utilize her phone and i-pad. Tom, Bob and I took our rods to Convict Lake (mom and dad had headed out earlier, while we went to get our fishing licenses at Crowley Lake) and headed up the trail to the dead tree, put on our waders and had some fun. Tom and Bob both got four rainbows and I brought in two … we had grilled trout, black beans and a salad for dinner. (I really have to get better about taking my camera while fishing).
Bad news: Bob lost his hearing aid … he and Tom went back to the shoreline where we’d been fishing … but no luck Now, I had a previous experience of losing a small silver hoop earring out on the Doheny State Beach last summer, and walked out the next morning and found it! YES!!! Right there on the beach in the zillions of grains of sand, there was a portion of my earring glittering in the sun! So I shared my story … Bob wrote it off (the hearing aid), and mom, Patti and I headed off to the same fishing spot the next morning … we looked around the shoreline, then Patti and I got to giving our hand at some fishing … and while I did catch a nice trout … my mom, who wasn’t fishing, got the biggest catch of the day. She spotted a curly wire like thing poking out of the sand … and pulled it out … to discover Bob’s hearing aid!!! Us ladies were laughing and praising and thanking God … Bob was so tickled when my mom put the hearing aid in his hand back at camp.
Spinach salad, grilled chicken and pasta for dinner … sweet dreams … and at 7:45 AM this morning we pulled out of camp. Sad to leave mom and dad behind … the timing of this trip just didn’t work for them to continue along, but then they have explored a lot of Alaska and Canada …
Now, anyone who know me, knows that I love to take photos of plants, flowers, insects, butterflies … so I cannot walk through the fauna without going slowly to see what I might capture with the camera’s eye … so here are couple from the area between our campsites.
The road through the Sierras is so lovely as we see fishermen parked along the roadside trying their luck at the river running along side the highway.