08-24-2010, 10:09 PM
[cool][#0000ff]I experienced two "firsts" on Willard Bay today. First was a forecast with the word "CALM" in it. Second was a forecast that was actually right for a change.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Looked up at the big full moon on the way to the south marina this morning and wondered..."Is this the trip I get mooned...wiped out by the big bright orb in the sky?" Nope. Didn't happen. But I did not expect to slay the wipers and in that I was not disappointed...sort of.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]A chilly 52 degrees air temp when I dled up my tube on the ramp. The big chunk of cheese (moon) was just settling into the west and it made a cool launch shot. Water temp was 69.4 at launch and warmed a couple of degrees before I got out about noonish.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Forecast called for NW breezes early. And it was a bit bumpy outside the channel when I launched at 6:30. So I fished several spots inside the channel until the chop subsided a bit. An hour of diligent dragging minnows, chuckin' cranks and plastics produced nuttin'...not even a bump. Didn't see much on sonar inside either.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Resumed prospecting as I rounded the north side of the marina entrance. My bait and lures continued to be lonely. No attention from anything. Not even snags. Started thinking about the moon again.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Not even the tiniest sniff on bait or lures for exactly 2 hours. I know. I looked at my watch at 8:30 and made that mental note. Then WHAM. Had a hard hit on a blue/sparkle tube jig tipped with worm. Thought maybe a wiper. Nope. Fought different. Walleye? Well, maybe a smooth skinned whiskery walleye. It was the first of many cookie cutter kitties that suddenly decided to come out to play.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I had worked my way down the dike into the ZONE...the area I almost always catch a few kitties. Bless their cooperative souls. They never send me home smelling like skunk...just cookie slime.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I wanted some cats for another upcoming family fish fry so I kept the first 8 to join me in my tube. That only took about a half hour. But, I kept fishing minnows until they were gone...hoping for something that starts with "W"...didn't care whether it was wiper or wallie. Didn't happen. Just went through my remaining minnows and releasing a bunch of cookies. Nothing over about 19" today.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Figured I would fish plastics on the way back to the ramp. Rigged up one rod with a high-low double dropshot rig...with my "hanger shot" sinker on the bottom. Two white and silver glitter plastics...one with a red eye and the other with a chartreuse eye. The other rod I rigged with a large pearl twister on the bottom and a 2" white tube jig a couple of feet up to complete the tandem rig. I set my electric motor on 2 and began bottom bouncing the double dropshot rig while casting and retrieving the tandem plastics.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Sheesh! Those silly kitties really wanted to play with plastic today. My drop shot rod kept bending over and bouncing with one catfish after another. If I had a few seconds between pulldowns I would cast the tandem plastics and get whacked on those. I had doubles a couple of times.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I was only about halfway back to the channel entrance when I finally decided I had had all the fun I could stand. The lake was glass and I couldn't enjoy fighting the chop. The stupid fish wouldn't leave me alone long enough to take a munch from my sandwich. I had a limit of cookie cutter kitties and it was getting bothersome continuing to get slimy hands from releasing them. Didn't look like anything else was joing to join the party. So, I brung in both rods, cranked my little electric motor up on 5 and headed for an early departure.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Talked to several returning boaters when I hit the ramp. None of them had caught anything out trolling all morning. One guy said he had done well last week, including an 8.5# wiper, but he had not had a hit all morning today. I was sure glad the kitties like me. I would rather keep busy with them than catch a long nap between wipers.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Looked up at the big full moon on the way to the south marina this morning and wondered..."Is this the trip I get mooned...wiped out by the big bright orb in the sky?" Nope. Didn't happen. But I did not expect to slay the wipers and in that I was not disappointed...sort of.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]A chilly 52 degrees air temp when I dled up my tube on the ramp. The big chunk of cheese (moon) was just settling into the west and it made a cool launch shot. Water temp was 69.4 at launch and warmed a couple of degrees before I got out about noonish.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Forecast called for NW breezes early. And it was a bit bumpy outside the channel when I launched at 6:30. So I fished several spots inside the channel until the chop subsided a bit. An hour of diligent dragging minnows, chuckin' cranks and plastics produced nuttin'...not even a bump. Didn't see much on sonar inside either.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Resumed prospecting as I rounded the north side of the marina entrance. My bait and lures continued to be lonely. No attention from anything. Not even snags. Started thinking about the moon again.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Not even the tiniest sniff on bait or lures for exactly 2 hours. I know. I looked at my watch at 8:30 and made that mental note. Then WHAM. Had a hard hit on a blue/sparkle tube jig tipped with worm. Thought maybe a wiper. Nope. Fought different. Walleye? Well, maybe a smooth skinned whiskery walleye. It was the first of many cookie cutter kitties that suddenly decided to come out to play.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I had worked my way down the dike into the ZONE...the area I almost always catch a few kitties. Bless their cooperative souls. They never send me home smelling like skunk...just cookie slime.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I wanted some cats for another upcoming family fish fry so I kept the first 8 to join me in my tube. That only took about a half hour. But, I kept fishing minnows until they were gone...hoping for something that starts with "W"...didn't care whether it was wiper or wallie. Didn't happen. Just went through my remaining minnows and releasing a bunch of cookies. Nothing over about 19" today.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Figured I would fish plastics on the way back to the ramp. Rigged up one rod with a high-low double dropshot rig...with my "hanger shot" sinker on the bottom. Two white and silver glitter plastics...one with a red eye and the other with a chartreuse eye. The other rod I rigged with a large pearl twister on the bottom and a 2" white tube jig a couple of feet up to complete the tandem rig. I set my electric motor on 2 and began bottom bouncing the double dropshot rig while casting and retrieving the tandem plastics.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Sheesh! Those silly kitties really wanted to play with plastic today. My drop shot rod kept bending over and bouncing with one catfish after another. If I had a few seconds between pulldowns I would cast the tandem plastics and get whacked on those. I had doubles a couple of times.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]I was only about halfway back to the channel entrance when I finally decided I had had all the fun I could stand. The lake was glass and I couldn't enjoy fighting the chop. The stupid fish wouldn't leave me alone long enough to take a munch from my sandwich. I had a limit of cookie cutter kitties and it was getting bothersome continuing to get slimy hands from releasing them. Didn't look like anything else was joing to join the party. So, I brung in both rods, cranked my little electric motor up on 5 and headed for an early departure.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Talked to several returning boaters when I hit the ramp. None of them had caught anything out trolling all morning. One guy said he had done well last week, including an 8.5# wiper, but he had not had a hit all morning today. I was sure glad the kitties like me. I would rather keep busy with them than catch a long nap between wipers.[/#0000ff]
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