Vistas of snow-capped mountains surrounded us as we trolled toward our next destination, Bishop Bay Hot springs. Around every corner and along every rock wall, large or small waterfalls emptied into the sea, leaving a frothy reminder of the snowy winter. Instead of constantly agonizing over our rods and waiting for action, we kicked back and enjoyed the most relaxing fishing trip of our lives. Never before had either of us shared such tranquil scenery and fishing. The hot springs would surely add to our relaxation.
Few places compare to Bishop Bay.
The bay has creeks running into it, wildlife galore and one of B.C. s best natural hot springs, just a short walk from the bay s secluded dock. Before lunch, Ray, George, Lois and I enjoyed the 110 degree warmth of the hot spring. Unlike most hot springs, Bishop Bay has no odor only clean, clear hot water. Fully refreshed, we helped Ray boil a feast of dungeness and king crabs. Nothing quite compares to a hearty supply of crab legs dipped in butter after a muscle relaxing break in the hot springs.