I was at home with my youngest son, (3 yrs) and I asked him if he wanted to go fishing in the boat. He's always game to go fishing. We pull up to the ramp and I mutter "Crap!" The docksa are under water. Well I did the most logical thing I could think of, I launch anyway. We no sooner get in the boat and the wind starts blowing about 20 knots. The south end of the lake was stained from the creek running mud. We ran down the lake till we could find some shelter and clean water. I finally got 1 fish on the east side, about half way down the lake. A nice 17" Cutthroat.
I was marking a few fish and they were hanging around 20' deep.
The water was 45 degrees.