Its been a few years since I fished Lenice lake, since having our second son time for camping trips and fishing buddies has suffered a little. I got the green light from my wife to take off for 3 days and had my sights set on the basin fishery just south of Vantage. We left home at 8 am but finally got on the road after dropping the boys to school. The drive was non eventful, the pass was dry and the ski area barren of any snow. The Fleetwood E2 towed well fully loaded with water, firewood, food, and all our gear including the 10′ Almarco pram which I made a custom rack that secured it for travels. We got to the parking lot and found a suitable camp spot around 10:30. Soon after JR and Tony R. arrived as they came for just the day, fishing on their float tubes. Phil and I quickly set up the fishing gear and rolled the dolly loaded up with lunch, drinks, snacks, and of course fishing gear.
Our sights were on the islands on the North Eastern shore of the lake. The depth that we fished was 9′ and water temps remained consistent at 54 degrees. Phil and I both rigged up dry lines with indicators and slip bobbers to fish Chironomids. The winds were calm and no rain and sunshine remained with us through most of the day. We had multiple hook ups and enjoyed fishing, talking and the comraderie fishing alongside JR ad Tony.
The size of fish ranged from 14″-19″, all very silvery, well fed, plump and very good fighters. Some of the laregest fish wouldn’t feel so large until 30 seconds or so into the hookup. Then they pulled very well with some showing some acrobatics, jumping, and spinning to do whatever they could to spit the hook.
Throat sampling revealed good populations of size 18 Chironomids of various colors, also could be seen were small mayflies and green bloodworms.
I didn’t keep tabs on how many fish I landed, but was likely in the 20+ range, I didn’t care too much, just focusing on taking measurements of the fish, and doing throat samples through the day to see what they were feeding on so that I could match the hatch.
After a good first day of fishing we packed up around 5 pm, left the pram and most of the gear apart from our rods and flies to do the 0.25 mile hike back to the RV. A nice dinner, a few drinks, and a night of somewhat sleep would transition into an evening of wind and some rain. While for some folks Friday the 13th can mean superstitions, it wouldn’t be until “Pi” day that things would take a turn for the worse…