02-23-2024, 03:46 PM
First Float Tube Trip…of 2024. Launched at the north marina a bit before 8 am. Air temp above freezing at 35…warming to 42 by noon departure. Calm but cold. Water temps varied from 36 to 38 at various spots I sampled through the morning. Still a bit chilly for most species.
Was not expecting much, following a series of fronts moving through…up through Wednesday, the day before I fished. But Thursday was the only day I could go this week and there is more weather forecast for next week. I sometimes hate it when I'm right. Moved around and sonared a whole lotta lake bottom that looked like a barren desert.
Began inside the north marina. There were reports of a lot of shad and good catches of perch last week. This week I only found one good bunch of shad and there were no predators hanging around it. Stopped and dropped on a couple of single or double fish I saw on sonar with no love.
Motored outside the marina and checked all of the previous perch hangouts. No shad and no perch. Motored over to the area off Eagle Beach and surveyed water from 11’ deep, just off the sandy shoreline…out to over 20’. Same story. Only a few very small shad schools with nothing else hanging around. Kept moving and watching TV almost all the way to the north dike. An occasional single fish mark but no concentrations.
About 10 am…after 2 hours with no bites and no fish…I headed over to the area off Pelican Beach. Again, I moved around…checking different depths and different areas with no visible encouragement. However, there was one area I had gone over that showed some interesting “bottom anomalies”. (try saying that real fast about 3 times) So I figured I would at least give it a shot before bagging it and accepting a skunk. There have been a few years when my first trip to Willard has turned out to be my first and only skunk of the year.
But, wonder of wonders. The sun broke through the clouds for the first time all day and a few fish came out to play. (Poetic, huh?) I picked up three channel cats and one lonely lost perch out in 20 feet of water within about a half hour. Then the clouds moved back in and a cold breeze came up to add to my discomfort. Couldn’t get any more love for the next hour so I hit the ramp about noon and headed home.
Was not expecting much, following a series of fronts moving through…up through Wednesday, the day before I fished. But Thursday was the only day I could go this week and there is more weather forecast for next week. I sometimes hate it when I'm right. Moved around and sonared a whole lotta lake bottom that looked like a barren desert.
Began inside the north marina. There were reports of a lot of shad and good catches of perch last week. This week I only found one good bunch of shad and there were no predators hanging around it. Stopped and dropped on a couple of single or double fish I saw on sonar with no love.
Motored outside the marina and checked all of the previous perch hangouts. No shad and no perch. Motored over to the area off Eagle Beach and surveyed water from 11’ deep, just off the sandy shoreline…out to over 20’. Same story. Only a few very small shad schools with nothing else hanging around. Kept moving and watching TV almost all the way to the north dike. An occasional single fish mark but no concentrations.
About 10 am…after 2 hours with no bites and no fish…I headed over to the area off Pelican Beach. Again, I moved around…checking different depths and different areas with no visible encouragement. However, there was one area I had gone over that showed some interesting “bottom anomalies”. (try saying that real fast about 3 times) So I figured I would at least give it a shot before bagging it and accepting a skunk. There have been a few years when my first trip to Willard has turned out to be my first and only skunk of the year.
But, wonder of wonders. The sun broke through the clouds for the first time all day and a few fish came out to play. (Poetic, huh?) I picked up three channel cats and one lonely lost perch out in 20 feet of water within about a half hour. Then the clouds moved back in and a cold breeze came up to add to my discomfort. Couldn’t get any more love for the next hour so I hit the ramp about noon and headed home.