A successful fishing expedition of Waptus and Spade Lakes. This is the third time I've made the 9-10 mile trek to Waptus lake this year, and I'm beginning to get to know the trail very well. The hike out at the end of this epic adventure was in record time. Two hours and 50 minutes for nine miles is nothing to spit at...even if it is just plain bad English. Anyway, here is the trip....
I hiked to Waptus lake and set up camp on the east side near the Spade lake intersection. After abandoning all my preconceived ideas about setting up camp, getting dinner started, and making sure I had my camera ready in case I caught a fish, I went fishing. I tied on a Super Duper spinner (obviously a duper above a regular Super spinner) I cast it out into the clear, calm lake and caught a log. Wait! That's not a log! It was the largest Eastern Brook trout I've ever caught. To be perfectly honest, I've never caught an Eastern Brook trout, so I suppose that's not saying much. The fish was a fat monster as trout go. It was about 16" and fat (as I already said at the beginning of this sentence). Mr fish, lets call him Bob, had two of the three hooks impeded in his lower jaw, but since I crimp the barbs down, the hooks slid right out. Bob was not happy, and decided to roll around a bit and got slightly tangled in the line. My concern grew for Bob's safety as I always release fish so I grabbed onto the hook to avoid any further damage to Bob, and damaged myself in the process. I was hooked on fishing, or at least hooked on the Super Duper. I found where the Duper part lies. Bob was laughing, or at least smirking a bit. With the hook in my finger, and Bob flopping and spinning near the shore, the hook was starting to draw blood. Alas, I was able to unwind Bob and set him free...I think her turned back, and flipped his tail at me. I caught two other fish (picture below of one), and was able to release them without incident.
The next morning the real fun began as I hiked to Spade lake. I left camp and started up the hill at 0900 hours. As I reached the intersection of the Spade lake trail and the Pacific Crest trail, I saw three young hikers, in single file, with determined looks on their faces. I'm guessing, since they were hiking at 20-miles-per-day speed, they must have been PCT thru hikers headed for Canada. My map of Spade lake trail, from the Waptus river trail, says it's 2.9 miles. This is a blatant lie. Seldom do my mannerisms and 51% optimistic-outlook get reduced to the point of swearing at an inanimate object, like a trail. I made an exception this time. About 3/4's of the way up the hill, I started swearing and calling the trail names. My rage-against-the-trail continued until I arrived at Spade lake, and all was forgotten. Momentarily anyway. Spade lake is truly beautiful, but getting within eyesight of the lake is only part of the battle. Here's a little secret, don't waste your time searching off to the right side of the lake for access to the lake. Especially don't waste about 30 minutes, when there is access up and over the glacial rocks to the left (still wasn't easy to find access). I finally got down to the lake, flung my spinner in the water, and watched as one small fish tried to bite. I didn't catch anything.
The "2.9 mile" hike to Spade lake took me about 6 hours round trip. I don't hike slow, but the terrain is very difficult (think Mailbox peak, but not as nice). There were at least 12 blow overs, and 2-3 of those were difficult and dangerous to cross. Would I do it again? Nope. The beauty of Waptus lake or Deep lake are nearly the same, but very little risk of breaking something on those hikes.
Here are the pictures...
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Rainbow? |
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Center/East side of Waptus Lake |
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Waptus lake |
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Waptus Lake |
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Spade Lake trail |
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Small Pond near Spade lake |
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Spade Lake |
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Spade Lake |
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Spade Lake |