And with a little better lay of the land, I didn't get lost in the very dark morning.
Signs pointed to it being a very good day. But sometimes life hands us signposts which go nowhere...
We drove out to the marina which looked very different as it wasn't a holiday. Additionally, after we got there, a friend of Denis walked up and said their charter was cancelled due to high waves. We decided to give it a go anyway.
Initially it didn't look that bad, but as we motored out of the protection of the harbor, the waves increased quickly. It was tolerable - and I counted my blessings that it wasn't the previous day when I wasn't feeling 100%.
We trolled for a while before one line told us there was a fish on. Julie took the pole and reeled in a nice Chinook salmon. The boat was hopeful that the less-than-perfect weather was not going to be a significant negative factor.
But it was not to be. We tried deeper water, but the waves were much worse there. We had a couple VERY small strikes, but nothing else came in the boat. Oddly, we marked more fish on the fish finder, but they must have just been snobby fish.
That doesn't mean it wasn't a good day. The rocking wasn't terrible and the weather, other than that was nice. We chatted and hoped and dozed. It was still a good day on the water.
And with only one fish, clean-up was a breeze. I didn't feel all fishy afterwards either.
We quit a bit early since all we were doing was burning gasoline. Back at the campground, we had some down time - which was also nice.
Dinner was Alberta Whitetail burgers before turning in for the night.
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