11-27-2014, 03:11 AM
So I had some repairs and winterizing to do today on our fireboat in the bear lake marina and rather than waste the gas and time in the docks I decided to take it just outside the marina and drown a worm or two for whitefish while I did my "work".
I only had a couple pecks and no whitefish (my son managed a 20" native cutt), so I put a small 2 1/2" rapala on and decided to aim the boat out into the big blue and troll it while we worked on the pump.
After we had gone a few hundred yards, and myself totally engrossed in trying to get my $&#^#^ pump engine to stay running, my son hollered that I had a snag and grabbed the rod. I took it from him and started trying to get it free and turned the boat around to go back and un-snag it. When I got near the spot that I thought it was snagged the pole came to life with a good fighting fish! After a battle of about 10 more minutes, and not having a net, I managed to grab my prize by the bottom jaw (I did put a ski glove on to spare my hand the toothy pain!).
It turned out to be a 32" male laker just spewing milt everywhere. I thought that they were all spawned out, but I suppose that these males are like our teenagers and can recharge there "stuff" just as quick[
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I landed it on 4 pound test and am surprised that it didn't cut the line with its teeth. It was released to pester me again in the future!
Man, work is hard![laugh]
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I only had a couple pecks and no whitefish (my son managed a 20" native cutt), so I put a small 2 1/2" rapala on and decided to aim the boat out into the big blue and troll it while we worked on the pump.
After we had gone a few hundred yards, and myself totally engrossed in trying to get my $&#^#^ pump engine to stay running, my son hollered that I had a snag and grabbed the rod. I took it from him and started trying to get it free and turned the boat around to go back and un-snag it. When I got near the spot that I thought it was snagged the pole came to life with a good fighting fish! After a battle of about 10 more minutes, and not having a net, I managed to grab my prize by the bottom jaw (I did put a ski glove on to spare my hand the toothy pain!).
It turned out to be a 32" male laker just spewing milt everywhere. I thought that they were all spawned out, but I suppose that these males are like our teenagers and can recharge there "stuff" just as quick[
]I landed it on 4 pound test and am surprised that it didn't cut the line with its teeth. It was released to pester me again in the future!
Man, work is hard![laugh]
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