04-06-2011, 01:01 AM
Mama wind - or spring wind - the ventures continue.
Ok - so I'm still on hunt for a First Walleye. Hearing all the talk of wind whipping them horny spring spawners into action in the waves - I thought - lets go!
Ventures began last Friday (fool's day!) with a Maiden Voyage of the CoyoteSpinner's little flatbottom. Big mental debate - Willard - Hyrum. Hyrum won first. GREAT day to be out. Cool, windy, but Sun - warm-ish. Not much for fish. Had a nice planter on - then off. After working counter-clockwise around the lake and really not spotting up much - I got to the inlet end. Wind started out sw-ne, so I figured ok - go across, on the way back, wind at my back. HA - about half tank left on the electric - and now I'm on fish around the cliffs, but the Mother Wind kicks up in the OPPOSITE direction, so I'm running out of time, running out of battery, and heading for home. Was going to stop by the cars and play a little, but a fellow had it set out with his two dogs an kids. I wished them well and headed on. GOOD thing. By the time I hit dock ( and didn't have to grab the oars - sigh) Mother Wind REALLY kicked up, and the white caps hit before I was able to land on the trailer. Just LOVE loading up in a galestorm! So - no fish - great weather, safe voyage. Still beats a day at the office!!!
Sat - had a little bank-tangling along Bensen, Cutler. Not too much happening, oh, except the WIND! Yah, mother
brought the white caps again! Saw a nice family - two small kids (daddy - help me with this - "spiderman pole" NICE!) I had left my little rig home knowing we were in for wind and lightning, and there they are paddling along. Bold! Got windy, got wavy, the caps came on - they made it back safe. No bites for me.
Moved to the bridge and played for a while. After getting checked by the DNR - who went on to tell me Wallaye have been pickup up right there. Did I have a white curly jig? Did I spend time and time clearing green muck off it? Did I hit on any Walleye......, uh - no. Did manage to get some tugs - those silly yellow bellies. Little fish against big mountains!
No Crappie, no channels, and no - no Walleye.
Ok - so I'm still on hunt for a First Walleye. Hearing all the talk of wind whipping them horny spring spawners into action in the waves - I thought - lets go!
Ventures began last Friday (fool's day!) with a Maiden Voyage of the CoyoteSpinner's little flatbottom. Big mental debate - Willard - Hyrum. Hyrum won first. GREAT day to be out. Cool, windy, but Sun - warm-ish. Not much for fish. Had a nice planter on - then off. After working counter-clockwise around the lake and really not spotting up much - I got to the inlet end. Wind started out sw-ne, so I figured ok - go across, on the way back, wind at my back. HA - about half tank left on the electric - and now I'm on fish around the cliffs, but the Mother Wind kicks up in the OPPOSITE direction, so I'm running out of time, running out of battery, and heading for home. Was going to stop by the cars and play a little, but a fellow had it set out with his two dogs an kids. I wished them well and headed on. GOOD thing. By the time I hit dock ( and didn't have to grab the oars - sigh) Mother Wind REALLY kicked up, and the white caps hit before I was able to land on the trailer. Just LOVE loading up in a galestorm! So - no fish - great weather, safe voyage. Still beats a day at the office!!!
Sat - had a little bank-tangling along Bensen, Cutler. Not too much happening, oh, except the WIND! Yah, mother
brought the white caps again! Saw a nice family - two small kids (daddy - help me with this - "spiderman pole" NICE!) I had left my little rig home knowing we were in for wind and lightning, and there they are paddling along. Bold! Got windy, got wavy, the caps came on - they made it back safe. No bites for me.
Moved to the bridge and played for a while. After getting checked by the DNR - who went on to tell me Wallaye have been pickup up right there. Did I have a white curly jig? Did I spend time and time clearing green muck off it? Did I hit on any Walleye......, uh - no. Did manage to get some tugs - those silly yellow bellies. Little fish against big mountains!
No Crappie, no channels, and no - no Walleye.