05-26-2007, 12:41 AM
[cool][#0000ff]Weather forecast was for wind on Starvation today. So, what else is new. We went anyway. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Air temp was 29 as we cruised by Strawberry at 6 AM. It was a balmy 40 when we launched at Rabbit Gulch, about 7. Water temp was only 56...down a bit from last week...and it had pushed the perch out into deeper water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Whacked a few smallmouth along the shoreline early, with diving crankbaits. Then started working an assorment of jigs and baits to try to find some walleyes and/or perch. Picked up some small perch in about 12-13 feet of water. Kept going deeper. Finally found a productive area in 20-22 feet of water and tossed out my marker buoy. Started catching perch fairly fast, with quite a few over our "table target" of 10". Hollered at TubeBabe on the walkie talkie and got her to motate over to the productive area.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Just as things were getting good, a noisy little boat trolled right between us and our marker buoy. Their yappy dog was barking at us but the people just pretended we weren't there. The lady hooked but lost a decent smallmouth. Broke her line. No excuse for that stuff. Karma.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Some guy in another boat kept waving at me. I could not tell who it was. He came closer and introduced himself. Good friend and fishing buddy Pikeman. Silly me. I was focused on fishing, not fraternizing. He had been working hard for some walleyes but had scored only perch and smallies too. Correction, he did have a nice 20" brown he had kept for the table. Got him to pose for a picture.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I had been joking about the "nasty winds". Little more than a light breeze at any time, with a long period of almost flat calm. I was toying with the idea of kicking further across the channel when WINDZILLA turned the fan on high. Out of nowhere we were suddenly blasted with a northwest wind, that quickly piled up the chop and washed over the sides of our tubes as we churned the water to make it to shore. TubeBabe managed to make a landing near the vehicle. I washed ashore about a quarter mile down the lake, and left my gear to go get the car and bring it to my LZ.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Fishing was over. TubeBabe had managed to add a half dozen nice perch to her basket. I had about 15. Plenty for us and the sister in law who trades great cookies for fish fillets.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We loaded up and drove up over the dam and around to Juniper Point and Knight's Hollow, just to check water levels and potential launch conditions. The view from the overlook above the dam was scary. The blasting wind had a great batch of popcorn on the water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We were surprised at how few of the campsites were occupied for the weekend on Friday afternoon. Gas prices and windy forecast must have a few folks spooked.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Air temp was 29 as we cruised by Strawberry at 6 AM. It was a balmy 40 when we launched at Rabbit Gulch, about 7. Water temp was only 56...down a bit from last week...and it had pushed the perch out into deeper water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Whacked a few smallmouth along the shoreline early, with diving crankbaits. Then started working an assorment of jigs and baits to try to find some walleyes and/or perch. Picked up some small perch in about 12-13 feet of water. Kept going deeper. Finally found a productive area in 20-22 feet of water and tossed out my marker buoy. Started catching perch fairly fast, with quite a few over our "table target" of 10". Hollered at TubeBabe on the walkie talkie and got her to motate over to the productive area.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Just as things were getting good, a noisy little boat trolled right between us and our marker buoy. Their yappy dog was barking at us but the people just pretended we weren't there. The lady hooked but lost a decent smallmouth. Broke her line. No excuse for that stuff. Karma.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Some guy in another boat kept waving at me. I could not tell who it was. He came closer and introduced himself. Good friend and fishing buddy Pikeman. Silly me. I was focused on fishing, not fraternizing. He had been working hard for some walleyes but had scored only perch and smallies too. Correction, he did have a nice 20" brown he had kept for the table. Got him to pose for a picture.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]TubeBabe and I had been joking about the "nasty winds". Little more than a light breeze at any time, with a long period of almost flat calm. I was toying with the idea of kicking further across the channel when WINDZILLA turned the fan on high. Out of nowhere we were suddenly blasted with a northwest wind, that quickly piled up the chop and washed over the sides of our tubes as we churned the water to make it to shore. TubeBabe managed to make a landing near the vehicle. I washed ashore about a quarter mile down the lake, and left my gear to go get the car and bring it to my LZ.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Fishing was over. TubeBabe had managed to add a half dozen nice perch to her basket. I had about 15. Plenty for us and the sister in law who trades great cookies for fish fillets.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We loaded up and drove up over the dam and around to Juniper Point and Knight's Hollow, just to check water levels and potential launch conditions. The view from the overlook above the dam was scary. The blasting wind had a great batch of popcorn on the water.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We were surprised at how few of the campsites were occupied for the weekend on Friday afternoon. Gas prices and windy forecast must have a few folks spooked.[/#0000ff]
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