07-16-2019, 08:42 PM
[#0000ff](Dub in banjo music) Me and Pa went down to the lake...and ketched ourselves some catfish. No other species were harmed during this trip. Couldn't even find any smallies near the rocks.
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[#0000ff]We launched our tubes about 6:30. Air temp 65, water temp 76. Air calm. Water pretty clean, but down about 2 feet from the high water mark of a couple of weeks ago. No water coming in the baffles.
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[#0000ff]A few skeeters at daybreak but no pestiferous midges. Although there were a few on the water and a few small (sunfish?) picking them off next to the rocks.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Lee and I were both fishing a variety of offerings. I started with my usual minnow on one rod and a pair of small jigs on the other. Changed up the plastics to Gulp minnows and some small crank baits. No love on lures or bait for the first hour or so. Didn't see much on sonar...except for some clouds of shadlets. See pic.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Finally, about 8 am, Lee and I both got bit...by our first of a dozen or so catfish each. And be both had fairly steady action for the next couple of hours. The most productive depth seemed to be about 12 to 13 feet...although I fished from 8' out to 22' in my early S turn search for active fish.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Once the kitties came to play they hit just about anything we offered them...minnows, fish meat, crawlers. Munch city. And in the warm water they put up a pretty fierce battle...punching above their weight class. I caught them on dragged minnows and on fligs sweetened with minnows, perch meat and/or crawlers.
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[#0000ff]At one point I looked up in the sky and had a brief impression of a flock of vultures hovering over a dead something. Turned out to be "Willard vultures"...also known as seagulls. They spend a lot of time at the feed lot.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Forecast was for the wind to pick up before noon and to get a bit airy. So when the glassy surface rippled up and then got some bumps on it about 10 we decided we had over-funned. It was getting hot too. So we hit the ramp early and made a retreat just as the power squadron was clogging the ramp for their funtime.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Lee kissed all his kitties and released them for future potential encounters. I kept about five for a fish fry. Kept enough to supply some fresh fried fillets to a favorite elderly neighbor. Yeah, he is even older than I am. That's old.
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[#0000ff]We launched our tubes about 6:30. Air temp 65, water temp 76. Air calm. Water pretty clean, but down about 2 feet from the high water mark of a couple of weeks ago. No water coming in the baffles.
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[#0000ff]A few skeeters at daybreak but no pestiferous midges. Although there were a few on the water and a few small (sunfish?) picking them off next to the rocks.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Lee and I were both fishing a variety of offerings. I started with my usual minnow on one rod and a pair of small jigs on the other. Changed up the plastics to Gulp minnows and some small crank baits. No love on lures or bait for the first hour or so. Didn't see much on sonar...except for some clouds of shadlets. See pic.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Finally, about 8 am, Lee and I both got bit...by our first of a dozen or so catfish each. And be both had fairly steady action for the next couple of hours. The most productive depth seemed to be about 12 to 13 feet...although I fished from 8' out to 22' in my early S turn search for active fish.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Once the kitties came to play they hit just about anything we offered them...minnows, fish meat, crawlers. Munch city. And in the warm water they put up a pretty fierce battle...punching above their weight class. I caught them on dragged minnows and on fligs sweetened with minnows, perch meat and/or crawlers.
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[#0000ff]At one point I looked up in the sky and had a brief impression of a flock of vultures hovering over a dead something. Turned out to be "Willard vultures"...also known as seagulls. They spend a lot of time at the feed lot.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Forecast was for the wind to pick up before noon and to get a bit airy. So when the glassy surface rippled up and then got some bumps on it about 10 we decided we had over-funned. It was getting hot too. So we hit the ramp early and made a retreat just as the power squadron was clogging the ramp for their funtime.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Lee kissed all his kitties and released them for future potential encounters. I kept about five for a fish fry. Kept enough to supply some fresh fried fillets to a favorite elderly neighbor. Yeah, he is even older than I am. That's old.
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