08-29-2004, 12:20 AM
[url "javascript: addTag('cool')"][cool][/url][#0000ff]Sorry, no pics. Only shot I took was Hustler in the early morning. The glare off his bare legs (in his tube) and the glow of his blue kneecaps ruined the picture. Didn't even think to shoot any pics of perch, trout or smallies. They are all pretty much the same old stuff.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Got to meet Al (Hustler) for the first time last night. He came over to look over my tackle stash. Had a heck of a time convincing him that we needed to go to bed if we were going to get up for a daybreaker at Jordanelle.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I hit the gate at 6 AM, just as it opened and we were launched at the PWC launch ramp by 6:30. Air temp was in the mid 40's and water temp was 63 at the ramp and 64 out in the lake.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Unlike previous trips, we did not start seeing lots of fish on the sonar at once. As it got lighter, we saw some surface activity from trout, and the water was calm. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]A hundred yards west of the ramp, we started getting into a few perch, and I lost a nice rainbow. Exercised a couple of small smallies and noticed Hustler just pulling into the parking lot. Took him a long time to get down and launch with his waderless bare legs. Cool, man.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I were beating up on the small perch and I took a couple in the 10 or 11 inch range. Hustler finally got out into the zone and got bent on a 14" smallie. I followed it with a 13" one, and then some 10 inchers.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Hustler and myself left TubeBabe to play with the "locals", while we kicked over to the brushy shoreline to the west. I trolled a small "fuzzy rainbow" spinner and got assaulted by a fiesty 15" rainbow. Saw quite a few others popping the surface, chasing something.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I left Hustler behind to work the brush with his wacky Senkos, while I casted Roadrunners and spinners. Only got a few here and there, until I rounded a point and found a big cove with riprap shoreline. My sonar showed the bottom paved with fish up to five feet off the bottom, in 12 to 15 feet of water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]For the next hour and a half, I caught fish on almost every cast. Well over a hundred perch and easily 30 to 40 smallies. The perch were up to 11 inches. The smallies were mostly under 10 inches, but I did lip a 15, two 14's and several 12 to 13's. A lot of fun on my light action 7 foot with 4# line.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I lost two bigger smallies. One to a sunken tree and the other just pulled loose on a power dive. The breeze began to pick up around 10:30 and I was thinking I should work my way back so that we could show up at CBR's burger & hot dog shindig. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Actually, a "friendly" boater helped motivate me to move out. Just after I released another nice smallie, the boaters motored in and started flinging casts all around my tube. When I asked if they were running short of water to fish, I was told "You don't own the damn lake". Not wanting to be on the early news, I quietly just moved on out of the cove and kicked back over to join TubeBabe and Hustler.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Before getting out and hunting up CBR, I had to give Hustler's rod some training. Seems it was inexperienced and couldn't hook those pesky perch. Got it straightened out though.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The breeze was picking up as we loaded the tubes in the two cars and caravaned over to campsite 103. CBR, wife and friends (non BFTers) were grilling up a storm, with both hamburgers and hot dogs just coming off the grill. We did our part to make sure none of it went to waste. Traded a few of my new jiggy bugs to CBR to help offset the expense of our glut.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Thanks Craig, wife and friends for a hospitable lunch. It really hit the spot after a stint on the waters. Hope some other folks showed up after we left. Too bad you went to all that effort for such a puny turnout as the "terrible trio".[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]For you troutaholics, I would suggest that you look at Jordy for some daybreakin'. Toss some spinners or throw some bubble and flies. The fish were often working within easy casting distance of shore, but if you have a tube, they were working all morning out away from the bank. The cooling waters are getting them more active.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]One final note. Several of the perch we kept for the table had big guts on them, when we filleted them. Inspection of the stomach contents revealed several with plastic baits in their digestive tracts. One had two front sections from 3" or 4" twisters in his stomach, and another had a 6" plastic worm. Voracious little devils.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Got to meet Al (Hustler) for the first time last night. He came over to look over my tackle stash. Had a heck of a time convincing him that we needed to go to bed if we were going to get up for a daybreaker at Jordanelle.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I hit the gate at 6 AM, just as it opened and we were launched at the PWC launch ramp by 6:30. Air temp was in the mid 40's and water temp was 63 at the ramp and 64 out in the lake.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Unlike previous trips, we did not start seeing lots of fish on the sonar at once. As it got lighter, we saw some surface activity from trout, and the water was calm. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]A hundred yards west of the ramp, we started getting into a few perch, and I lost a nice rainbow. Exercised a couple of small smallies and noticed Hustler just pulling into the parking lot. Took him a long time to get down and launch with his waderless bare legs. Cool, man.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I were beating up on the small perch and I took a couple in the 10 or 11 inch range. Hustler finally got out into the zone and got bent on a 14" smallie. I followed it with a 13" one, and then some 10 inchers.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Hustler and myself left TubeBabe to play with the "locals", while we kicked over to the brushy shoreline to the west. I trolled a small "fuzzy rainbow" spinner and got assaulted by a fiesty 15" rainbow. Saw quite a few others popping the surface, chasing something.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I left Hustler behind to work the brush with his wacky Senkos, while I casted Roadrunners and spinners. Only got a few here and there, until I rounded a point and found a big cove with riprap shoreline. My sonar showed the bottom paved with fish up to five feet off the bottom, in 12 to 15 feet of water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]For the next hour and a half, I caught fish on almost every cast. Well over a hundred perch and easily 30 to 40 smallies. The perch were up to 11 inches. The smallies were mostly under 10 inches, but I did lip a 15, two 14's and several 12 to 13's. A lot of fun on my light action 7 foot with 4# line.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I lost two bigger smallies. One to a sunken tree and the other just pulled loose on a power dive. The breeze began to pick up around 10:30 and I was thinking I should work my way back so that we could show up at CBR's burger & hot dog shindig. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Actually, a "friendly" boater helped motivate me to move out. Just after I released another nice smallie, the boaters motored in and started flinging casts all around my tube. When I asked if they were running short of water to fish, I was told "You don't own the damn lake". Not wanting to be on the early news, I quietly just moved on out of the cove and kicked back over to join TubeBabe and Hustler.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Before getting out and hunting up CBR, I had to give Hustler's rod some training. Seems it was inexperienced and couldn't hook those pesky perch. Got it straightened out though.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The breeze was picking up as we loaded the tubes in the two cars and caravaned over to campsite 103. CBR, wife and friends (non BFTers) were grilling up a storm, with both hamburgers and hot dogs just coming off the grill. We did our part to make sure none of it went to waste. Traded a few of my new jiggy bugs to CBR to help offset the expense of our glut.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Thanks Craig, wife and friends for a hospitable lunch. It really hit the spot after a stint on the waters. Hope some other folks showed up after we left. Too bad you went to all that effort for such a puny turnout as the "terrible trio".[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]For you troutaholics, I would suggest that you look at Jordy for some daybreakin'. Toss some spinners or throw some bubble and flies. The fish were often working within easy casting distance of shore, but if you have a tube, they were working all morning out away from the bank. The cooling waters are getting them more active.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]One final note. Several of the perch we kept for the table had big guts on them, when we filleted them. Inspection of the stomach contents revealed several with plastic baits in their digestive tracts. One had two front sections from 3" or 4" twisters in his stomach, and another had a 6" plastic worm. Voracious little devils.[/#0000ff]
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