Lure testing.

About the only thing fishing related I did today revolved around lures. Painting, assembling, testing, etc. While productive, I would have rather been fishing. The weather was once again less than thrilling, so I decided against venturing outside for long. I did go out to test out a Zara Spook I had fashioned. Never fished one before, let alone made one. Was pleasantly surprised that both my construction and technique were spot on. I'll certainly be turning a few of those out of the shop. The weather isn't looking good for the next bit. Lets hope it doesn't follow the forecast.

More messin' in Esten.

.............ate a Chamois Strip Minnow.

I headed out for some evening fishing on Esten again. Pretty much the middle ground of the last 2 nights. Tonight I left the casting gear home completely and went with two fly rigs. One with a floater, and one with full sink.

The full sink caught more fish today. But again, it was hardly red letter. Again, only one respectable fish, but a good number of smaller bass and a few more perch.

Fish Chowder with Dumplings. Made stock with the bones and
trimmings of a pike. Nothing gets wasted.

I fished a number of different flies tonight. Those three were the Chamois Strip Minnow, Green Fish Critter and the Rabbabou. All caught fish. The strip minnow caught the most, but the GFC caught the best. I had the thought a while back that it should work well with a sinking line. It would suspend of the bottom nicely. I took a decent fish as soon as I tied it on.

Think I might need a change in venue. It seems as though I am always rewarded when  I explore new waters. We shall see what tomorrow brings.

An Esten Epic.

After two nights off chasing Pike, I decided to fish the lake 30 yards north of the previous nights venue. This lake we do have a name for, its Esten. Upon arriving at the parking lot, I started talking with a couple of guys finishing for the day. The had caught one fish...........a really nice 10lb Northern. Nice fish.

Being my first time on the water, I spent alot of time getting a feel for the lake through my depth finder. When I eventually started fishing, I found the smallmouth in about 14' of water mixed in with the weeds. If I had landed everything I hooked tonight I would have felt like a damn hero. In one of those episodes that we fisherman are prone to, I managed to lose a half dozen nice bass one after the other to start the night off. No point in getting miffed about it, I just had to laugh. All of those fish were lost in the same patch of water.

That was a productive piece of aquatic real estate. Even after botching all those fish, I managed to come back 10 minutes later ( after changing flies in an attempt to get passed missed fish ) and hook and land a good number of fish. From 7pm til the end of the evening, if I could find tall weeds in 14' of water, I would find smallies. I also caught a good number of fish off a shoreline beaver hut. After leaving that area, I eventually came across the residents. Those two foul tempered rodents chased me out of the vicinity rather quickly when we encountered each other. One followed me for a while. 20 yards from in the weeds by the shore. For every foot I moved, so did he. Until eventually he hit the weed edge. I was looking at him, then he looked at me. We held each others gaze for an exaggerated moment, then he dove into the water, heading in my direction. I was out of there as fast as my flippers could take me.


It was flies all the way tonight. They were picking flies up like they had never seen them before. I used two flies. A size 6 Olive Bead Head Wooly Bugger, and a fly of my own design. The way I tie that is, like all my flies, really simple. Put on a beadhead. Tie in a marabou tail. Tie in the rabbit strip. Remember, it is going to be pulled over the back, so it should be tied in inverted. Tie in some marabou by its tip. Wrap forward and tie it in behind the bead head. Pull the rabbit strip forward over the back and tie in. Finish off. Done. Never seen this before, until something else happens along I am calling this a Rabbabou Streamer. It is pictured below, though tied differently than described. I am still working on how I like it tied best.

A pretty impressive first outing on Esten. I can see myself putting in more hours there in the future.

Rabbabou Streamer.

My standard fly rod setup on most outings is a 5 or 6 wt ( mostly five ) with a weight forward line. I use a 9' leader of 10lb whatevershandy. More often than not, my flies are weighted. The current reel I am using is a Basspro house brand. Hobbs Creek White River.

It is a large arbor reel that cost me a whopping 40$. Extra spool ( with a full sink I put on it ) another 20$. Lemme tell you, I have spent a lot more in the past and got a lot less. Being on a budget that could be termed beyond restrictive, I certainly appreciate the bang for the buck. I bought it as a backup/loaner originally. It has become my main reel, for a number of reasons. One big one is that if it happens to go overboard, I won't be out much. The drag has so far proven solid. I have it set pretty tight. I put the boots to fish pretty hard and so far I have had no issues what so ever. The only negative I have ever seen in any real review is it country of manufacture.............Korea.

EL, EL, ON.

.....this mid-lake rock is pretty cool.

I was eager to get back out on to Elliot Lake. Yesterday had been great, and I was hoping for more.

Not sure if its just this year, and or my luck, but there is pretty much always a wind when I've been out. Not a big fan of the wind. Certainly makes for much more work in the pontoon boat. We have also been getting rain almost daily. Although none hit the ground as far as I know, a system did move in threatening a down pour and create some strong winds. Enough to chase me off the lake early. Elliot is not like Horne. Its a much larger waterway. No way I want to get stuck out there in a storm. As it was, staring at the fish finder allowed the cloud cover to get right on top of me before I noticed it.

.......drop shot fish.

Not big, but thanks for playing.

I wanted to try a sinking line today, to see what I could get. Answer was....not much. I got a couple of fish, but conditions were different from yesterday. The fish were not where the had been the day before. A day earlier, and I suspect the sinking line would have worked wonders.
Things started off slow. I was probably out for an hour or so before I got my first fish. A smaller sized smallie. I caught a couple of those to start things off. It was a lot slower than I had anticipated. Not until around 7 oclock did the fishing pick up.

Quality fish.

10-12' was the ticket today.
Chamois Strip Minnow.

At that point, I had positioned myself within a quick dash of the shore where I put in. Yesterday, I had some hits and took a small fish in this area. Figured it was worth checking out. Worked out well. I caught a number of quality fish working a weed line edge in about 10 -12' of water. One fish.............was real big. If it was a bass........I would have liked to have gotten it onto scales. It was not long of a hookup. Long enough for me to say 'holy fuck this fish is big' and start to worry about the logistics of landing it before it popped the hook.
The shittier the weather got, the better the fishing was. In the end, I could see rain coming down in the distance and bailed. It was also bloody cold.

.......big ass bass.

The fly rod proved to be more effective today, despite my ill advised venture with the sinking line. When I started working the 10-12' depth, I switched back to a floater and had immediate success. I fished Yellow Clouser and a bead head Olive Wooly Bugger as well as a Chamois Strip Minnow. The old reliable bugger managed the best fish of the day.

Spoiled Rotten.

So, I went out tonight in the pontoon to Horne Lake. Far from a spectacular day. Caught perch....lots of perch. Some on the fly, some on plastics. Caught a few bass. None larger than 12", and likely less than a pound. Tried a lot of different looks, to no avail. If I remember correctly, they all came on `bug`type plastics. A first for me. Never used them before today.

A little odd. I seem to be doing better in short little stints from shore than the tooner. I think I may not to abandon Horne for a bit. Try another lake, or maybe hunt down other species. I dunno. or some reason, I just wasn't feeling it today. In all honesty, I was kind of preoccupied the entire night with thoughts about some tools I had to set for my lure making. My back is still singing sad songs of sorrow which is never overly enjoyable.


We shall see what tomorrow brings. I have to go out to our property tomorrow to meet with a potential builder.

Oh, so the title? You know, I really should not be disappointing by an outing like this, but I was. I just expect big bass now. I do not get them, and apparently I sulk. Not sure I like this side of me.

No rest for the..........

So much for that idea. Instead of sitting at home to further rest, I went out with the dog for a bit of a stroll at Depot Lake. Of course, if I was going to be by water.............

......the second fish to pop the popper.

I took my spinning rod with me. I wanted to see how I could do with a popper from shore, so thats all I took. I was happy to find a couple of bass that were interested in giving me a tussle. God knows I love to take fish on the surface, and I was suitably rewarded.

The popper I used had seen the water a couple of times previous. All it produced then were Rock Bass. Smallmouth weren't in the mood for top water fare. This seems to be changing. Which is a good thing in my mind.

Great night.

Best night I have ever had for bass fishing.

I decided to head to Horne Lake with my pontoon boat after dinner. The bass haven't been as easy to pick of from the shore as I like, so I thought to do a little work. Also, I was very curious to have a look at the lakes topography with the fish finder.

Horne is very much different than the only other lake I graphed, Porridge. That had a maximum depth of 15' Parts of Horne I measured at 40'+. As opposed to Porridges slight slope, Horne goes more like 6' not far from the shore, to 10 -15' about 20 yards out, then a deep drop.

I discovered what I wanted to know. The bass, and perch, were in 9 -12' of water. Lots of them, and big ones. I haven't used a finder much. 2 outing with it I think. I was shocked as shit when I managed to turn those big blobs on the screen into big fish in my hand.

I took one fish on my handmade popper that was successful the other night. It was a decent enough fish, but nowhere near the 2 - 3 lbers I was averaging on the fly. A yellow Clouser in size 8 to be exact. I got into a good half dozen of these. It was a lot of fun. There were also smaller fish whose sole purpose it seemed was to intercept the fly before I could get it to the hawgs. The largest fish weighed in at 4lb.

Two camera related boo-boos. One, I forgot the memory card, so not a lot of photos got taken. Compounding that, the largest fish swamped my camera but good. I am hoping for a miracle 'cuz it ain't healthy.

.........my largest smallmouth to date at 4lbs.

I know some folks are going to hate this shot. For a number of reasons. Can't say I blame you. One reason........the forced perspective bullshit. It is bullshit. I wanted to get a regular shot, and a forced perspective, to show the difference side by side. Unfortunately, the camera operator is not familiar with my DSLR this was the only shot that came out. It is a kill shot. Now, I know I have stated on this blog, that having moved to a locale that can afford my harvest, harvest I will. Much different approach for me than the last 3 decades of unerring catch and release. Out of all the fish caught, only this one came home. Usually, I will avoid such photo's. Even if a fish is going to get culled, I will generally take the pic in a manner that wouldn't advertise the fact. It is what it is however. Besides...........this fish killed my camera...........so f#*k him.

If I can salvage any pics from my point and shoot, I will add them. It is currently in a bag of rice, hopefully removing the moisture.

Off of the Lake.

.....my mother hiking the bush.

I should know better by now. Do not rely on the local weather reports. They are a crap shoot. Today was much better, due to being less wetter, than had been forecast. Had I known what the weather was going to be, my plans would have been much different.

Small bass. No longer elusive.

I ended up heading out to Dunlop Lake for a bit of a paddle. Apparently, the opening of Bass season is also the impetus for vacationers to head up this way. They are certainly here in noticeable numbers. Especially on Dunlop. The road traffic was much heavier..........meaning we passed 10 cars in a 20 minute drive, instead of 2. We have yet to have our land cleared, which is being worked on, but we do have our canoe on it. Requires a bit of a hike though.


Apparently there are small bass here. I just hadn't been catching them. That ended today. Saw very little of the rock bass that had been so prevalent the last time out on this lake. Instead, there were multitudes of 8 - 10" bass. Largest of the afternoon was 12". A lot of fish caught on a size 4 Deceiver, and one caught on a plastic twitch bait.

.........this is this first lure I ever turned!

The outing was cut short however. The OPP were cruising the water, checking out boaters. Seeing as it never occurred to me that a canoe needs anymore safety equipment than a life jacket, we can safely assume that we failed the inspection miserably. Thankfully, the kind officers were happy to send our sorry asses to the shore without levying heavy fines. I like those guys.

In the evening it was back to Depot for the last bit of light. Given the sunsets there, it is a very easy choice for some evening casting. Once again, the flyrod produced well for me. More fish up to 12". Nothing great, but it was better than sitting at home. The highlight of the night was the one fish caught on spinning gear. Not due to size, it was not big, but  because I caught it first cast with the first lure I have ever made. That gave me a huge smile. The flyrod was the much better performer for me today. Deceivers in the afternoon, and GFC's in the evening. I quite enjoy having both methods of angling at my disposal on my outings.

Sun is out.........

So I went out for a bit. Took a drive to a couple of lakes for some quick casts and to see if they were any active fish. I love that within 10 minutes I can get to dozens of different lakes. I'm trying to acquaint myself well with a handful this year. Not sure how much I would learn if I just hit a different lake each day.


Lots of anglers out this weekend. The local police are also out in force to equal them, for some reason. Odd the number off OPP I saw this weekend. Still, even in popular shore fishing locations finding spots were easy. And yes, this was another shore fishing excursion.


Considering the lack of surface activity, I was surprised at how well received my surface fly was. If a fish so much as moved the surface, I could talk it into sucking up a GFC. Usually on the first cast. That fly works real well when bass are taking bugs of the surface. Not that many were..........but those that did were quickly sorry.

It was such a beautiful night out there. Finished off on Depot Lake, to enjoy the sunset there. They always prove to be spectacular.

Dog walk.

Looks like we are in for a prolonged period of rain here. Sucks. I'm not overly eager to head out into inclement weather.

I did go out for 45 minutes this afternoon, to exercise the dog for the most part. However, my rods never leave the car so I decided at a few casts into Depot Lake.

The white Twitch bait has worked well for me early this season

My first stop along the path had me on a nice large. exposed part of the sheild. I threw a half dozen casts or so and caught an enthusiastic, but small, bronzeback. He wasn't much longer than the twitch bait itself. Better than nothing I thought, and sure not hard work.

this fish weighed 2lb 8oz.

A little further along and I headed over to a spot I have previously seen bass cruising. I approached the water so as to obscure my presence with a large boulder shore side. I made a short cast of maybe 20' with my twitch bait, where I knew a large tree was submerged in about 8' of water. A good bass took it on the second twitch. This guy weighed in at 2 1/2lbs, and is pretty indicative of the average smallmouth here.


Figured that was a pretty decent outing for the short time I was there, and took the doggy home.

Obviously, these were not caught on flies. Both fish fell to a twitch bait. I had mentioned I was picking up spinfishing this season. I have an internal debate whether  to post about those endeavors here. Still debating. For now, some posts on spinfishing will appear.

Bass!

When I got up this morning at 5am. it was raining and overcast. I felt like shit, so I went back to bed.

Depot Lake in Clouds.

The weather hasn't really improved, but I did manage to haul my ass out for a couple of hours. I went to Depot Lake, just south of town. Upon pulling into the parking lot I was greeted to an odd site. A dozen or so vehicles replete with boat trailers. I say odd, because usually there is no more than a car or so, and often I  am the only one there. SO, some folks obviously feel its a good lake for smallies.

I managed 4 bass in  a couple of hours. Smallest was 12". The others were notably larger. However, with no tape or camera present, there is no point at guestimation. Only one came on the fly I'm afraid to report. As previously mentioned, I am picking up spinfishing again this season. and was eager to test some of my plastics and tackle. 2 fish came on shaky head jigs, with 5" punkinseed worms, and the other came on a white twitch bait. The fly that took a fish was a yellow rabbit strip streamer, sized 8.

Almost all the action happened as soon as I arrived. I would have been much better off being out earlier, but it is what it is. I was shore fishing from one spot. So, all in all, it was as decent an outing as I could expect.

I was planning to make another go in the evening, hoping the weather might improve so I could take out the 'toon, but upon arriving home my back has started spasming to such a degree that is unlikely.

Waiting.

It`s currently raining here in Elliot Lake. Tomorrows forecast does not look much better. I`m not sure it will keep me home all day, but we will see.

Dunlop Lake sunset.

I am very eager for bass season. I have been pondering why for a while now. I haven`t bothered with trout as of yet, except to check out some rivers. Then I never made it back when the fishing should have been good. I only targeted the pike for a little bit. For some reason I am fixated on bass.

There are a few readers of this blog who will have seen my various websites over the years. The vast majority of my ramblings concerned the trout local to where I lived. So much so that some folks gained a perception that this was all I fished for. Can`t blame them for that, as I said, mostly I talked trout, and unless one was a constant reader, missing the other species would be easy.

Luna Moth

I started fishing when I was three years old, and have had the qualifier àrdent`attached to my pursuit since then. I have always loved to fish. Bass is the first fish to capture my imagination. It is the fish I would daydream about in between our trips up north. All to infrequent for an enthusiastic child I can tell you. It is the fish I would read about.  I leafed through mail order tackle catalogs until the pages fell out, like at bass tackle and lures, making sure the few pieces I would acquire would provide the magic I envisioned.  I was devouring books on bass from the adult section of our library well before I was ten.

It was in those books I was first introduced to flyfishing, for bass of course. Serendipitously ( *not a word, but should be. ), my grandfather bought me a fly rod around the same time. It was at christmas when I was 9 that I received that gift. I am sure he envisioned me pursuing trout with that wonderful little setup. I however, was adept at catching fish by this time, and had serious misgivings as to how effective a fly rod could be. I know what it said in the books, but I really like catching fish, and didn`t want to risk the chance of even missing out on a single one.

As a result, the flyrod remained more of a novelty item, brought along to more play with than anything else. I had a membership at a trout club before my teens, and the flyrod and I got more familiar. As I got into my teens, I was using the fly gear more and more, until it simply edged out the other hardware altogether. It was also at the time trout were beginning to occupy the majority of my time. The trout fishing was much better in my immediate vicinity than the bass..............so easy decision. But it was bass that taught me I could as effectively target fish with a flyrod as I could with my spinning gear. They have always remained a favoured quarry. I doubt a season has passed by when I haven`t pursued them. The same cannot be said for trout.

Now, these many years later, I find myself kind of coming home in away. Over the past number of years, I was fishing bass more and more frequently, for a number of reasons. In the more recent past seasons I may have been doing more bass fishing than anything else............my back had a lot to do with that to be honest. This year, its been all I have been thinking of. During the winter, I was once again going through catalogs, albeit online ones this time, researching tackle and lures, making sure my purchases will count. I have been counting days, waiting for the 4th Saturday. I am likely looking forward to a restless night sleep. Hope you get out and have some fun tomorrow. I know I am hoping to, if this rain ever stops.

Water Watching................again.

I have been watching two bodies of water lately. Horne Lake right in town, and Dunlop Lake, which is about 20 minutes north of Elliot Lake. Horne is small and easy to get to, with ample shore fishing opportunities. In fact, it has docks for fisherman only ( no boats ). Its also very easy access. I get out there a lot. Dunlop is larger, and pretty much demands some sort of watercraft. Lately it's been the canoe, though I plan on getting my pontoon in there soon enough.

It has been interesting to see how the waters progress. Seeing changes take place in Horne, to be repeated on Dunlop three days later. Whether it be ice, the appearance of weeds, location of fish, etc. I can tell you know, that in two days, the plethora of Rock Bass in the shallows of Dunlop currently will have thinned out, as the predacious smallmouth move in.

Canoeing on Dunlop Lake.

Fishing Dunlop today was like it was on Horne the past few. Lots of Rockies, with the occassional smaller out of season bass. Incidental enough that I need not worry about pulling in my line. I had watched the Rock Bass in Horne go from almost none, to a few, to herds, along the shore. Very few Bass to speak of. Over the past week, incidental catches on Horne became progressively more frequent. Last night was the last night I will fish Horne till the opener. Couldn't catch panfish and bass were more than incidental. I can't fish under those conditions. Look at my last blog entry. Same lake, same time, two wildly different results.

Now, if my assumptions prove correct, Dunlop maybe primed and ready to go come Saturday. That's my hope at least. As mentioned before, the structure in that lake is of the stuff of which dreams are made. The potential there is amazing. One thing I did note, that was when I visited Dunlop last summer, I stayed on the north shore. The shore line saw there was not nearly as enticing as what I have found along the south west shore.

I think I am more excited about this opener than any in recent memory.

Anticipation.

So looking forward to bass season.

............boom.

I know you haven't heard much in the way of bass up here so far. Last year my outings were few and far between. My posts on this blog are always somewhat less than my outings. However, I can tell you some things without doubt.

One thing for sure is the Smallmouth up here are big. Real big. The average fish is a few pounds. You'll quickly get the idea once they are legal for picture taking. They seem to be prolific in numbers too.

Tonight was a 'bad' night for bass. In that they have once again seemed to take to the shallows for feeding ( in Horne Lake ). They had not been in there for awhile, leaving me and my panfish in peace. Tonight they were busting up fish along the shore at a steady pace. I pretty much had to cast to rising panfish. If there was no sign of panfish, it usually meant I would be able to spot a cruising smallmouth in the area. I would have to move, or wait for the panfish to start on the surface again. Mind you, its only days until the season opens and my perspective on this matter will have changed a lot.

..............the Green Fish Critter.

As I mentioned, the panfish were rising steadily from 6 - 8:30pm. Had a lot of fun picking of fish after fish. When I first got there, I started throwing a small deceiver. I was a little surprised by the lack of interest. When I finally got around to putting on a floater, it was night and day. One of those fish after fish, cast after cast deals. Made for a very enjoyable few hours. Only floater I had on hand were my Green Fish Critters, and the fish were more than happy to pounce all over it. I love surface fishing. :)

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Porridge Pike.

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...........looking south at Porridge Lake

So, I was out tonight for a while on a new lake I had recently scoped out. I do a lot of looking at water. One determination I made recently was the necessity for some form of watercraft. After some internal debate, I went with my trusty old pontoon boat.

One new addition to the `toon was a fish finder. Got to tell you, I thought trying to get it attached to the tooner would be a headache. Fortunately, some research sent me the way of a website called floattubefanatics. http://www.floattubefanatics.com/

Their mounts do an incredible job. Definitely a product I am happy to have purchased. I have a Garmin Echo 150 attached to it.

I`m going to have to get used to the fish finder. First one I have ever owned. Did a great job of giving me data on depth and structure. I had figured the fish were deeper, and this was the case.

.......south shore pines.

Porridge Lake is pretty shallow. Averages about 6` in most places. The deeper sections extend to 13`. This is where I found the pike. Not a lot of fish, but 2 nice specimens did come to hand, pinned by the old streamer, the Black Ghost. I lost a few as well. So all in all, a pretty decent couple of hours you will never hear me complain about. Not even the blackflies.

I think I may have gotten Pike out of my system. Thinking a new species should get the spotlight next.

Wind

......first time I've seen whitecaps on this lake.

The wind was just brutal today. Really didn't feel like fighting it. I went to check out the levels of the rivers. Both the Boland and White have receded, but still have some ways to go.

I did cast for an hour at Horne Lake in the evening. All I could manage was an OOS. Meh. Hopefully we have some good weather tomorrow.

......because if you don't.

Between the back, and other commitments, it wasn't till this evening I could manage to get out. Not far either. Just to Horne Lake. Before heading out, I lined up a new reel. As I was doing so, I noticed my leader was showing some signs of abrasions. After inspections, I decided to remove the last 2". Thinking, the other blemishes were not significant to warrant removal. Besides, it meant I would have to replace the leader.

So, in  other words, I got lazy. And paid.

The action certainly wasn't fast, but in two hours I hooked into 2 good pike.  Both times I broke them off. Couldn't believe it. Not how I lose most of my fish. I know why of course. Don't pay attention to a basic, pay the price. As soon as I noticed the damage, I should have replaced the entire leader. At the time I first noticed it I thought to myself " you know, if I don't change it, I wouldn't be surprised if it cost me a fish. This is flyfishing 101'.". And I was right. Well, mostly. It cost me two fish, not one.

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Heating up.

While the weather has taken a dip toward chilly, the fishing is definitely heating up. Reports of Brookies and Pike have been rolling in. The past 3 days have seen catch reports go from famine to feast.

I went looking at more water before heading to Horne for a couple of hours. Wanted perch, but ended up with the biggest pike of my career. I was ecstatic. A perch hole that had previously been productive was notably devoid of fish. I figured that predators were likely  present, and was very happy to find it was a big pike. It sucked in a size 8 White Clouser I had been fish deep and slow. I was very fortunate in the hook set. I have been fishing a level leader of 8lb Berkely Flourocarbon. I expected the nasty little teeth of the  pike to make short work of it. The hook however, was tucked nicely in the corner of its mouth. Especially handy since I had none of my handy toothy-critter-hook-removal-tools with me.

I was very satisfied with this fish for a number of reasons. I had been looking for pike. Expecting them to come into the shallow bays. One of the reasons I was out perching...........knowing the pike should be in behind them in short order. Catching a nice fish is one thing, understanding why it was caught is another. I`m always tickled pink when its my knowledge base which leads to a good fish. As well, a big assed pike was high up on my list of `to does`as far as my move to the north is concerned. I can now scratch that of the list.

I got hungry.

........and went fishing. After yesterdays Perch dinner, I was in the mood for more. My god, how could I not be? I would have gone out early to take get the dinner getting out of the way, but I was once again immobile whence the time came.

I headed out in the evening, I fished just long enough to take a few nice sized perch from the lake. The creel held enough for a decent dinner for two people before my aching back would allow no more. I was fishing #8 Rabbit Hair Streamers in Yellow or Black.



I was too late getting out. Overcast conditions had the predators coming in early. I almost had to quit for the night even earlier due to OOS hookups.