05-22-2014, 07:57 PM
[#0000FF]Wanted to go fishing...but not with 10,000 of my new best friends...over the holiday weekend. And Friday is the new Saturday, so I double checked the weather this morning and boogied for Lincoln Beach.
Air temp 47 and water temp 60 at 6:30 am launch. A cool shifting breeze kept the water temp about the same all morning. Still need some more warm.
Didn't pack any minnows or meat today. Loaded my tube pockets with plastics and cranks. Took a dozen crawlers for sweetener. In light of the walleye psychology I preach I told myself I was gonna fish only for white bass today...hoping I might luck into a suicidal walleye or two.
Well, I got what I sought...white bass. But I didn't get what I wanted...walleye. Water color was good and I saw quite a few fish on sonar. The onliest ones that bit, however, were white bass. Oh yeah, I did get one major chomp...followed by headshakes and some good tugs. But it turned out to be a walleye with whiskers...even without the minnows.
Most of the white bass were scattered. No real big schools. I did hit a couple of "zones" with lots of hits and even a couple of doubles on my tandem jig rig.
I started fishing out off first spring and worked down toward the L. Ran out of fish and bites before I got there so I went back to where the best action had been...hoping there would be some toothy critters hanging around the smaller "groceries". Nay, not so.
When the forecast southerly breezes did a flip and started huffing from the northwest I figured what little action I had been enjoying was over. And it was. Mostly. I worked all the way back to the channel entrance and only caught one or two more white bass.
I decided to try a few casts around the points and maybe down into the shallow flats south of the dikes. A bank tangler fishing off the end of the south dike had caught a few mudders and a couple of channels. But no white bass or anything else. I got no love there either and moved south.
Once I got into about 4.5 feet of water I started getting bit again. This time the whites were larger 10 to 12 inchers...rather than the 6-9 inchers off the springs. They fought hard enough to almost fool me a couple of times. Almost.
No other species wanted to play. But I did see one carp clump...and a few splashers out in the main lake. The water temp staying low seemed to keep the frisky fraternity out of the shallows.
Guessing I caught about 40ish white bass. Kept a dozen or so for the sis-in-law. Down payment on the next batch of cookies.
Only saw a couple of boats go out today. One went to Bird Island but only lasted a while and then headed down below the orchards.
Fishing died off and the breeze got pesky just before noon so I cranked up my 40# thrust electric motor, got my tube up on plane and rocketed back to the ramp. Yeah right. In my dreams.
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Air temp 47 and water temp 60 at 6:30 am launch. A cool shifting breeze kept the water temp about the same all morning. Still need some more warm.
Didn't pack any minnows or meat today. Loaded my tube pockets with plastics and cranks. Took a dozen crawlers for sweetener. In light of the walleye psychology I preach I told myself I was gonna fish only for white bass today...hoping I might luck into a suicidal walleye or two.
Well, I got what I sought...white bass. But I didn't get what I wanted...walleye. Water color was good and I saw quite a few fish on sonar. The onliest ones that bit, however, were white bass. Oh yeah, I did get one major chomp...followed by headshakes and some good tugs. But it turned out to be a walleye with whiskers...even without the minnows.
Most of the white bass were scattered. No real big schools. I did hit a couple of "zones" with lots of hits and even a couple of doubles on my tandem jig rig.
I started fishing out off first spring and worked down toward the L. Ran out of fish and bites before I got there so I went back to where the best action had been...hoping there would be some toothy critters hanging around the smaller "groceries". Nay, not so.
When the forecast southerly breezes did a flip and started huffing from the northwest I figured what little action I had been enjoying was over. And it was. Mostly. I worked all the way back to the channel entrance and only caught one or two more white bass.
I decided to try a few casts around the points and maybe down into the shallow flats south of the dikes. A bank tangler fishing off the end of the south dike had caught a few mudders and a couple of channels. But no white bass or anything else. I got no love there either and moved south.
Once I got into about 4.5 feet of water I started getting bit again. This time the whites were larger 10 to 12 inchers...rather than the 6-9 inchers off the springs. They fought hard enough to almost fool me a couple of times. Almost.
No other species wanted to play. But I did see one carp clump...and a few splashers out in the main lake. The water temp staying low seemed to keep the frisky fraternity out of the shallows.
Guessing I caught about 40ish white bass. Kept a dozen or so for the sis-in-law. Down payment on the next batch of cookies.
Only saw a couple of boats go out today. One went to Bird Island but only lasted a while and then headed down below the orchards.
Fishing died off and the breeze got pesky just before noon so I cranked up my 40# thrust electric motor, got my tube up on plane and rocketed back to the ramp. Yeah right. In my dreams.
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