We had driven by Lake Crescent a few days ago . The water is blue with turquoise hues close to shore, and so clear. Up to 650 feet deep, this lake has a few legends about how it was made. One about some fighting dragons, another about some feuding Indian tribes, but I think the truth is the boring “a glacier created it.” The guy at the Fly Shop warned us that we’d want to be off the lake by 11am due to winds so we set our alarms early and got the canoe on the water by 8am. There were very strict fishing rules, including using a single barbless hook, catch and release only, and no more than 2 oz weight. They want the really big fish to stay protected in the depths of the bottom, where they go when it’s warm out. Even more exciting than the beauty of the lake is that there are two species of trout found only here in this lake, the Beardslee, a rainbow trout subspecies that is blue in color, and another unique cutthroat subspecies. Armed with a bubble, 6 foot leader, and a fly lure, we cast a short distance away from the boat and let them sit. Mark much prefers spin casting where you cast much farther out and reel back constantly. We stayed within 100 feet of the bank and cast into shore. We hit a few spots until, “I got one!” It is hard to really set the hook when it is barbless. I could see the fish coming close to the boat, I saw him shake his head, and then he got off my line just before I got him in. My best guess is that he was a whopping 8″ and I don’t know what species. I’m just sad I didn’t get to take his picture. At 10:30am with no more bites between the two of us, Mark decided we should probably head back. Sure enough as we pointed the canoe in the direction of the loading dock, the wind and waves picked up. It wasn’t quite white caps, but in a little canoe, it was stressful though not actually quite dangerous. Luckily our trolling motor got us back to the truck with no incidents and we were indeed off the water at 11am.
Since we were out and about, we decided to do the short 1.5 mi hike to Marymere Falls. Neither of us were up for the longer hike options in the Storm King area. We took the crowded trail to the falls and enjoyed another afternoon of forest, waterfall, and Washington.