08-15-2008, 11:33 AM
[cool] [font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe, myself and LloydE had a real catfest at the Knolls yesterday. Lloyd had never fished it before, and we had not been there for a couple of weeks, so it was game on.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe was first off the launch beach, just before 7 AM. I was next and Lloyd launched last…as usual. Air temp was a comfy 60 and no bugs. Water temp was 73 at launch, warming to 80 by the time we hit the beach after 1 PM.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]We all started by dragging bait on one rod, while slinging plastics or crankbaits on our second rods. I had not been bit on either, when Lloyd announced on the walkie talkie that he had just scored our first cat…not a big one, but the first of many for the day…within 15 minutes of launching.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe had already kicked way out offshore, into 9 feet of water. She had a couple of “pop and drops”, but had hooked nothing yet. I was just getting into 7 feet of water. I hit a small zone, and caught a small channel on a piece of carp meat under a bobber. Shook it off. Missed a runner from a larger fish and then hooked up with my first fish with shoulders. Zing went my string and it bent my stick good. In the warm waters of summer those kitties get an attitude. Turned out to be my first of three 24 inchers for the day.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]After I coaxed Lloyd out into deeper water where the larger fish have been hanging out, he went bendo on his first mega kitty. It was the biggest cat he had ever been connected to, and it showed him that walleyes are not the only worthy adversaries in our Utah ponds. After several minutes of whooping and hollering (by Lloyd, not the fish), the 23” whiskery walleye grudgingly crawled into Lloyd’s net. As he held it out to look at it, the look on his face was “NOW WHAT”. Fortunately I had provided a larger basket than the wimpy one he had been using on previous trips. But, it was still a WWF ordeal for him to rassle that first fish into the basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe finally decided to return from visiting Goshen, at the other end of the lake, and came back to the rocky point where we had been doing well on previous trips. As Lloyd and I approached from the east, she announced on the radio that she had scored a couple of nice cats and a couple of smaller ones as well. No skunks for any of us. We were all in the kitties.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]The weather forecast was for calm, turning to NW breezes by late morning. Reality? A SE breeze that blew almost all day, with brief periods of calming. It got strong enough several times that it was a chore to maintain position. I should know by now to plan on exactly the opposite of what the forecast is for Utah Lake. It makes its own weather…whenever and however it wants.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]But, the fishing was worth it. Catching was only sporadic through mid morning. Good enough to keep us interested, but slower than on previous trips. Just before 10, the kitties got busy. At that time, I had one 24 incher and a couple of smaller ones in my basket. Then I started getting bit by big fish with regularity. Using minnows and large pieces of two year old frozen white bass meat, I was constantly bendo for the next hour or so. I missed a few hookups, when the bulky meat got tangled around the hook, but I brought in two more “cookie cutter” 24 inchers, a 25 incher and a 26 incher that whupped on me for several minutes. That biggest one had a length of frayed leader sticking out its mouth. Some other angler probably has a good fish story about the one that got away. I also got several smaller cats…releasing a half dozen or so. It was good to see so many of those spotted younger cats. They were all fat and healthy. Looks like a good future for the Utah Lake kitties. But, those small ones have sharp spines. We all sustained cuts and spine holes from trying to release those feisty small cats. OUCHIE.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Lloyd and TubeBabe were also getting lots of bites, and bringing in more fish. We all suffered from bait stealers and pop and drops…inexperienced fish that did not know how to get hooked. What would have normally been plenty of bait was depleted for all of us. I was out of minnows, carp meat and white bass meat with 7 cats in my basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]I started kicking back to the car, throwing a pale perch color RatLTrap I still had on a rod from Starvation. Bang bang. The white bass loved it. Lots of hits, but only a few hooked. Still, a fun way to fight the increasing SE breeze on the way back. Also caught another spotted young cat on the crankbait and finished off my limit in the basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Back at the vehicles we took pictures of the haul. A limit of 8 for Lloyd, including two 25 inchers and a 23 incher. He was wored out but happy. Whiskery walleyes were fine with him. TubeBabe had caught a grundle of the smaller fish, but had only kept about five, with a couple over 22 inches in her basket.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Da Knolls was CAT-TASTIC.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe was first off the launch beach, just before 7 AM. I was next and Lloyd launched last…as usual. Air temp was a comfy 60 and no bugs. Water temp was 73 at launch, warming to 80 by the time we hit the beach after 1 PM.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]We all started by dragging bait on one rod, while slinging plastics or crankbaits on our second rods. I had not been bit on either, when Lloyd announced on the walkie talkie that he had just scored our first cat…not a big one, but the first of many for the day…within 15 minutes of launching.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe had already kicked way out offshore, into 9 feet of water. She had a couple of “pop and drops”, but had hooked nothing yet. I was just getting into 7 feet of water. I hit a small zone, and caught a small channel on a piece of carp meat under a bobber. Shook it off. Missed a runner from a larger fish and then hooked up with my first fish with shoulders. Zing went my string and it bent my stick good. In the warm waters of summer those kitties get an attitude. Turned out to be my first of three 24 inchers for the day.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]After I coaxed Lloyd out into deeper water where the larger fish have been hanging out, he went bendo on his first mega kitty. It was the biggest cat he had ever been connected to, and it showed him that walleyes are not the only worthy adversaries in our Utah ponds. After several minutes of whooping and hollering (by Lloyd, not the fish), the 23” whiskery walleye grudgingly crawled into Lloyd’s net. As he held it out to look at it, the look on his face was “NOW WHAT”. Fortunately I had provided a larger basket than the wimpy one he had been using on previous trips. But, it was still a WWF ordeal for him to rassle that first fish into the basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]TubeBabe finally decided to return from visiting Goshen, at the other end of the lake, and came back to the rocky point where we had been doing well on previous trips. As Lloyd and I approached from the east, she announced on the radio that she had scored a couple of nice cats and a couple of smaller ones as well. No skunks for any of us. We were all in the kitties.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]The weather forecast was for calm, turning to NW breezes by late morning. Reality? A SE breeze that blew almost all day, with brief periods of calming. It got strong enough several times that it was a chore to maintain position. I should know by now to plan on exactly the opposite of what the forecast is for Utah Lake. It makes its own weather…whenever and however it wants.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]But, the fishing was worth it. Catching was only sporadic through mid morning. Good enough to keep us interested, but slower than on previous trips. Just before 10, the kitties got busy. At that time, I had one 24 incher and a couple of smaller ones in my basket. Then I started getting bit by big fish with regularity. Using minnows and large pieces of two year old frozen white bass meat, I was constantly bendo for the next hour or so. I missed a few hookups, when the bulky meat got tangled around the hook, but I brought in two more “cookie cutter” 24 inchers, a 25 incher and a 26 incher that whupped on me for several minutes. That biggest one had a length of frayed leader sticking out its mouth. Some other angler probably has a good fish story about the one that got away. I also got several smaller cats…releasing a half dozen or so. It was good to see so many of those spotted younger cats. They were all fat and healthy. Looks like a good future for the Utah Lake kitties. But, those small ones have sharp spines. We all sustained cuts and spine holes from trying to release those feisty small cats. OUCHIE.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Lloyd and TubeBabe were also getting lots of bites, and bringing in more fish. We all suffered from bait stealers and pop and drops…inexperienced fish that did not know how to get hooked. What would have normally been plenty of bait was depleted for all of us. I was out of minnows, carp meat and white bass meat with 7 cats in my basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]I started kicking back to the car, throwing a pale perch color RatLTrap I still had on a rod from Starvation. Bang bang. The white bass loved it. Lots of hits, but only a few hooked. Still, a fun way to fight the increasing SE breeze on the way back. Also caught another spotted young cat on the crankbait and finished off my limit in the basket. [/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Back at the vehicles we took pictures of the haul. A limit of 8 for Lloyd, including two 25 inchers and a 23 incher. He was wored out but happy. Whiskery walleyes were fine with him. TubeBabe had caught a grundle of the smaller fish, but had only kept about five, with a couple over 22 inches in her basket.[/#0000ff][/font]
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[font "Times New Roman"][#0000ff]Da Knolls was CAT-TASTIC.[/#0000ff][/font]
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