10-14-2022, 08:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-14-2022, 09:14 PM by wiperhunter2.)
I completed most of my must-dos this week so decided to make another trip over to the Knolls with my kayak. Nice day, air temp 39 degrees, water temp around 60, with calm seas. No other fools out there with the singular exception of a few duck hunters off to the north.
Launching was a challenge. The water is so low and the "solid looking" shoreline bore witness to many who spent a good deal of time extracting their vehicles from the exposed "solid" shoreline. Only a real dummy would try to drive on that stuff. (I could still see the deep ruts where I had to be rescued a couple of weeks ago.) I parked on solid ground and dragged my yak thru the shallow water about 75 yards to find 3 inch deep water. Launched and never did find water deeper that 4 feet, and that about a quarter mile out.
The fishun' was good. I caught about a dozen cats, one each at 27, 28, and 29. The others were toofooters. I caught one with a well worn bobber hanging from his mouth, relieved him of the old bobber and my hook. I forgot to put my net in the yak so it was difficult to get the cats from the water into the yak. I had one of the bigger ones flopping around betweem my legs when he got me with one of his spikes. Went through my Levis and got me very close to where my leg hooks on to my body, (I think he was going for my femoral artery) There are other important parts in that area, and I didn't want him to hang around too long. He was the 29 incher and I wanted to take him in for a photo op and a proper measure to see if I could stretch him past 30 but not so. I put him on a stringer to tow him in and that is when I made a tragic mistake. I reached in his mouth to retrieve the needle end of the stringer and he responded with a viscous chomp on my fingers. Major pain. I swear those cats have a bite-force that would rival a great white shark. He chomped and then did a few acrobatics with full twists. I thought the bones in my hand were broken, but only injury was a ripped off thumb nail. I released him but did consider eating him just because he was such a poor sport.
Ennyhow, it was a good day and I hope to make it over that way again before the contest closes. Still no luck finding that 36 incher but he could move into that area at any time. Will keep lookin' and hopin' he (they?) doesn't expire before I do.
Please.... lots of snow this year!
BLK/Lynn
Oops, don
Oops, don't know how that last giant pic got in and I can't remove it. Help from mods??
Launching was a challenge. The water is so low and the "solid looking" shoreline bore witness to many who spent a good deal of time extracting their vehicles from the exposed "solid" shoreline. Only a real dummy would try to drive on that stuff. (I could still see the deep ruts where I had to be rescued a couple of weeks ago.) I parked on solid ground and dragged my yak thru the shallow water about 75 yards to find 3 inch deep water. Launched and never did find water deeper that 4 feet, and that about a quarter mile out.
The fishun' was good. I caught about a dozen cats, one each at 27, 28, and 29. The others were toofooters. I caught one with a well worn bobber hanging from his mouth, relieved him of the old bobber and my hook. I forgot to put my net in the yak so it was difficult to get the cats from the water into the yak. I had one of the bigger ones flopping around betweem my legs when he got me with one of his spikes. Went through my Levis and got me very close to where my leg hooks on to my body, (I think he was going for my femoral artery) There are other important parts in that area, and I didn't want him to hang around too long. He was the 29 incher and I wanted to take him in for a photo op and a proper measure to see if I could stretch him past 30 but not so. I put him on a stringer to tow him in and that is when I made a tragic mistake. I reached in his mouth to retrieve the needle end of the stringer and he responded with a viscous chomp on my fingers. Major pain. I swear those cats have a bite-force that would rival a great white shark. He chomped and then did a few acrobatics with full twists. I thought the bones in my hand were broken, but only injury was a ripped off thumb nail. I released him but did consider eating him just because he was such a poor sport.
Ennyhow, it was a good day and I hope to make it over that way again before the contest closes. Still no luck finding that 36 incher but he could move into that area at any time. Will keep lookin' and hopin' he (they?) doesn't expire before I do.
Please.... lots of snow this year!
BLK/Lynn
Oops, don
Oops, don't know how that last giant pic got in and I can't remove it. Help from mods??