Though truth be told, I just go along for the ride, Bob does all the fishing. Mineral Lake sits in the Cascade foothills near Mt. Rainier and Bob remembers coming here way back in the last century. I told you about that already in A Fishing Trip Back in Time.
Honestly it hasn’t changed much. We launched our little boat and passed by Mineral Lake Resort – see what I mean?
As we made our way around the lake, the color changed from dark blue and purple,
to milky aquamarine, though I can’t tell you why.
As we trolled, enjoying the solitude, and feasting on our tuna sandwiches, it wasn’t long before Bob got a a bump, and began to wrestle with a trout.
I secretly hoped he would get away but Bob was able to bring him in.
The poor fish didn’t even get a last meal as the bait was a lure. I was happy when he was released back into the lake and survived the ordeal though I wonder what he told his friends about his near death experience. (“Stay away from the bright pink one! It tastes terrible!”)
After a couple hours of fishing we headed up to the Mountain.
I already shared some photos from that part of the trip in a recent post (here) but you can’t have too many pictures of Mt. Rainier, can you? I think not.
And that will do for now.