Welcome back to Three-Word Thursday, where Fish Hack is busy ruing the day he let The Arch Enemy decide our annual Memorial Day foray together would become memorable for all the wrong reasons.
For the past four Memorial Day weekends, Fish Hack’s brood has hooked up with the clan of The Arch Enemy, aka The Oregonian’s Bill Monroe.
The previous three years have been at Diamond Lake, where the post-rotenone trout fishing has been top-drawer, to say the least.
So where do we go this holiday? Some friggin’ wind tunnel of a place called Suttle Lake near Sisters.
Did we really drive two hours past D-Lake to catch two brown trout in three days in the middle of a hurricane?
“Way to go, Smart One,” Tax Deduction No. 1 says.
Nice time. Good people. Great moose burgers.
But we fled Suttle not so subtly early Monday and sped to … you know … D-Lake.
Launched at 1:30 p.m. Back at the ramp before 3:30 p.m. The damage: 15 rainbows boated, including a 20-incher. TD No. 1 turned its eyes into X’s with a summary slam of the Fish Whacker.
Fillets abound.
That’s a not-so-subtle slam on Suttle Lake, which will remain only a memory of a Memorial Day lost but perspective gained.
