Funny how memory works when it comes to fishing. I was pretty sure I went steelhead fishing in March 2013. Nope. It was February. And I could have sworn I went to Oxbow Reservoir in March last year for early season bass. Nope, it was April. But wasn't that about the same time I caught a largemouth in Lake Lowell? Nope, that was May, which was the same month I did my annual camping trip to Lake Billy Shaw.
At least I got that one right.
It's now April and officially spring, but we're all staring at rainy skies and some muddy rivers. Steelhead season is winding down, and salmon haven't arrived yet.
Most rivers are rising, whether dam controlled or free flowing, and they will get higher when snow melts in the mountains and irrigators need water for their fields.
That leaves us ponds, lakes and reservoirs. They're steadily improving, but not fast enough for me. They're still a little chilly for the warm water fish, and while trout fishing can still be good in cold water, it gets better when the temperatures creep up in the high 50s and low 60s.
I want spring to hit like the flip of a light switch - off to on, and all fishing blooms at the same time as the daffodils.
But it doesn't work that way. You have to bide your time and find your fishing opportunities where and when you can find them.
I spend a lot of time staring at weather forecasts this time of year trying to figure out where to fish, or whether to fish. The one thing that keeps me excited is knowing it's all going to get real good soon, just not soon enough for an impatient guy like me.