Wilf and I headed to the north end of Vancouver Island recently to see if the pink salmon were schooling at the mouth of the Cluxewe River. After the miraculous summer of 2014 and the no show of 2015 our hopes were high. Wilf has been following reports from his fishing buddies throughout the north island, and the reports were…… inconsistent. Some fish around, but they were not biting.
Wilf sets out to see who’s out there.
One of the nice things about being at Cluxewe is running into friends. Don and Peggy, Margaret and Denise were on hand.
Margaret did catch fish – one of which we ate!
Our last night there was perfect – sunny, no wind. Margaret took a break with us while Miss Emma kept a close eye on Don.
There’s at least one fish out there and Don wants it.
James wandered by
Eventually Don came in to join the log sitters.
I wandered up the beach
And found Wilf and Denise returning from the mouth of the river.
There were a few fish out there, and a few were hooked but they weren’t being landed. Once again- lots of fishing, not much catching.
One thought on “They call it fishing, not catching”
|Fish or no fish it looks like a beautiful experience just being there.
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