Finally! West Lake is back -- i.e., back to its normal best-fishing self. The wind has blown hard for two weeks, and nothing much was caught. Finally on Sunday, the wind died down, the day was beautiful, and my Pistol Pete caught 18 lovely 12-14" mostly rainbow (a couple smaller browns). About sunset, the lake was boiling, but I couldn't find the right fly before it was too dark to tie one on. A gaggle of teens were bait fishing -- gee, I hate that; they killed several of the fish that had swallowed the hook -- anyway, they were pulling fish out every couple of minutes. I will now repeat, if you want to take some kid who needs to be really thrilled, this is the place to be pretty sure of catching lots (IF the stinkin' wind, that blowewth where it will, bloweth somewhere else!).