The third school produced one kokanee, 45 minutes later I got another from a fast moving school. All of the schools dashed through in 30 seconds or less.
The Boy Scout Troop who had camped out all night started running the four-wheelers pulling sleds. The sled made one heck of a racket as they slid over the rippled ice. While they were playing, the kokanee would come through at 45 to 59 feet below the ice. When the four-wheelers stopped they would move back up to 18 to 25 feet below. A group of shakers, kokanee from 6 to 8 inches, came through and I landed six of them.
On my depth finder I saw a fish near the bottom, down I went for it and caught a 16 inch sucker. About 10 minutes later I saw another one near the bottom at 55 feet so down I went for it. It fought very hard coming up and I was surprised at the kokanee over 16 inches long, the largest I have ever taken on Ririe.
I caught a few more kokanee in schools as they flashed by, returning some and keeping two more. Then I saw another fish near the bottom and dropped down to jig for it. It turned out to be just under 16 inches. Today I was glad to be irritated by the Scouts as I believe it broke up the groups of kokanee and the single ones on the bottom rewarded me for my persistence.
Here is my catch for the day before I caught the last one.
A great way to spend in the wilds of Idaho. I was able to beat the snowstorm as it came in just as I was leaving the lake.
