Fishing the LA River

No, it’s not a typo.  Yes, there are fish in the LA “river”.  And, no, we didn’t catch any…but it was an adventure.

We walked through a park and right into the river ‘area’ which is surrounded by fence, concrete and barb wire…very inviting.

I told you there was a lot of concrete…we stopped to scout out a good place to start our trials.

Joel’s thought bubble…”Huh…there are actually things growing, plants, algae, a lot of birds…worth a shot!”

Then a truck came driving down the river and pulled up next to us.  A guy got out as we were putting our rods together…looked at us for a few seconds and then said…

“You’re not going to eat anything you catch…right…?  My company maintains the waterway…and if you saw the stuff we pull out of here…yeah…don’t eat anything you catch.”

We all respond quickly that we weren’t planning on bringing anything home with us, let alone eating it.  He chuckles and tells us that whenever they see people fishing, they make sure that they’re not planning on putting their catch on the family dinner table.  I then, get slightly nervous and decide it’s a good idea to ask about standing in the river…as in…Will I be breaking out in a rash of unknown origin if I spend more than 22.5 minutes in the water?…or am I relatively safe for a few hours in chacos as long as I have no open wounds?…or should I potentially have my doctor on speed-dial for the next 48 hours?  The guy comforts us by informing us that it’s fine to stand in it all day…his guys do it all day, every day and their fine.  So…no worries.  We’ll see about that.  I have a knack for bringing out unknown and rare reactions, coming down with strange afflictions that no one under the age of 60 gets (especially not a 12 year-old…shingles…I’m talking about you here), and injuring myself doing things that most people could manage safely in their sleep.  I’m sure I’ll be fine!?!

The diverse species and sheer number of birds was quite shocking.  Egrets, herons, various shore birds that have been brainwashed to think that this is a “shore”, mallards, seagulls, pigeons and a couple other types of ducks.

Woody had one of our fly rods, and the rest of us used spinner rods…no one had much luck.  In the pic below…Woody is casting to a small school of bait fish…small guys hanging out in the shallows, who went a little nutty for the powerbait on Jon’s line…but apparently had no interest in Woody’s fly.

And then a flip-flop floated by.

How peaceful and serene.  I know you’re jealous.  If you know the freeways of LA…the overpass in the picture is the 134 just before the 5.

Woody and I had spotted some large carp…euphemistically called California Golden Bonefish when caught in the LA river and were hoping their might be some holed up in this faster and slightly deep run…no luck.  It was the heat of the day…basically the worst time of day to fish…that’s my excuse.

Does this not look like a zoo set-up?  Somehow, it kept feeling like we were in an exhibit…maybe it was all the concrete contrasted with lush, healthy and varied vegetation.

We stopped by the hole where we had seen the carp earlier in the morning…and nothing…we got skunked (in more than one way) by the LA river.

Here’s Jon fishing, not a stone’s throw away from L.A.’s ABC Channel 7 studios.  Whilst fishing we took in the sounds of nature…a street race, semi-truck engine breaks, police sirens, the buzz of power lines, ambulance sirens, cars honking, the roar of the freeway and the shorebirds yelling at us…as I think we may have been intruding on some breeding grounds.

Ahhhhhh, LA.  I only washed my hands 8 times before feeling okay and again…and Woody made me hose off my feet, legs and chacos outside before entering the house.  Again…I’m sure we’ll both be fine.

(please be true!)



They come around every year…I know…surprising, right?  Woody and I had our 4th Anniversary on Thursday, July 22.  We went out for drinks and some small plates at a new place in Pasadena.  However, we’re not the only ones celebrating!

TODAY is Laura and Will’s first wedding anniversary – Congratulations!

Laura Fischer & Will Ritchie ~ July 25, 2009

Mica Motes & RL Chartier ~ May 30, 2009

Carrie’s wedding seems like it was just the other day…it’s almost been two years!

Carrie Thompson & Andre Shoumatoff ~ October 4, 2008

Giselle Restrepo & Mark Fischer ~ August 18, 2007

Liz Connelly & Woody Fischer ~ July 22, 2006

Heather Polhemus & Jared McDermott ~ July 23, 2005

Judy & Dennis Fischer

Melissa & Will Connelly ~ August 25, 1976

Guess who this is…?  Winner might earn themselves something delicious or homemade!

Happy Anniversary to all those mentioned above.

Oh World Cup…how I miss thee already!

I love soccer.  I love world cup.  I especially loved waking up on weekday mornings to watch the games that were on starting at 7 am pacific.  Rather than waking up…gettting ready, walking Cleo and heading into work – Woody and I were waking up…putting on a pot of coffee, and taking the mornings a bit slower…and watching as much of the 7 am games as possible before heading into work…late.  Luckily, my boss is a world cup fan as well…and was very understanding of my tardiness.  And sadly now…the world cup is over…and we have to wait another 4 years.

We’ve only got tv in the bedroom…let’s just say there was a bit of a mix up when we decided to get rid of our cable…so all games have been watched in the bedroom.  I know, I know…it’s not coffee and early morning soccer.  But who is going to complain when there is ‘real’ queso and rootbeer and some midday soccer.

And by real queso…I mean the kind made with only the realest of cheeses – velveeta and rotel…in the cooking device of champions…the microwave, of course!

Today’s midday fare looked very similar…except swap in real beers!  Goodbye world cup…I’ll miss the drama queens…the vuvuzelas…the ‘blame it on the ball’ excuse…and all the exciting moments of well-played soccer.

Congratulations Spain!