As I headed down I-15 toward Provo this morning I couldn’t help seeing the big chunk of cheese in the western sky (the moon). It turned from a pale Jack to a dark orange cheddar before I turned off on 800 N. to head up to Deer Creek. Figured I could use the old full moon excuse if it was a bad day. It mighta slowed things down a bit but no skunks.
Launched at the Island ramp just before 7. Had to wade out and help a couple of guys in a big heavy boat get launched on the shallow flat ramp. Water is low and big boats got problems with launching right now. Hope they were able to make it back in by their ownselves after I left.
Still dark and air temp 43 as I launched. Water temp 61.5…only warming about one degree by the time I beached again at noon.
As I pulled away from the ramp I could see swirls on the surface and heard splashes of active fish. I was ready with a bubble and fly rig on one rod and a jig and fly combo on another rod. Hooked my first of a dozen trout today within a few seconds of splashdown on the bubble and fly. Caught several more before I could get a hundred yards away from shore. Those newly planted little finless Freddies were tearin’ it up. A few nicer ones in the mix but mostly small stuff.
**With all the humidity from the recent rains there was lots of low clouds and/or fog over and around the lake. Couldn’t even see the shoreline once you were a ways offshore. **
Worked out to the area where I had found fish the week before. Nobody home. Kept moving around, bouncing a tandem jig rig off the bottom and watching the sonar screen. Nada, zip, zilch. Was wondering if the fish had moved out deeper or if they had moved back in shallower. Then I saw a few marks on the screen…on the bottom in 28 feet. And a few seconds later I went bendo on a nice perch. Got it right to the surface and it decided not to join me in the tube and gave me back my jig.
Worked around in that general area…from 26 to 28 feet deep…seeing sporadic singles and doubles. No schools. But when I saw fish I was usually able to get munched. Added a couple of keeper perch to my basket and released a couple of smaller ones.
That’s about the time that fellow BFTer high_n_dry showed up in his toon. Could hardly see him cruising in because of the fog. We worked the area together for a while and he got to play with a feisty little smallie that posed for the camera.
**It was a lot of looking and hard work with the finesse stuff but I managed to keep dinging a perch or two from time to time. Actually got one double as I worked over a small school of them. **
The perch were acting almost like midwinter ice fishing perch today. Nibble, nibble and drop. No hard whacks or heavy pull-downs. Had to time the hookset just right or you whiffed them. I brought up my jigs several times and found that I had been “debaited” without noticing a bite. And I didn’t even get a chance for a rebuttal.
The perch seemed to be moving around. Whenever I found a group and got ready to toss over the marker buoy they would disappear. Then I would find a few more somewhere else, get ready to mark them and the sonar signals would go away. That makes it a lot harder to score a good batch of perch fillets.
**I caught perch in water as shallow as 22 feet and as deep as 35 feet today. But by 10:30 I had trouble finding any on sonar…and the ones I found were not showing any love. **
Worked into the shallow shelf out off the no wake buoys…and saw a paddle boarder moving trough at wakeless speed (see pic). Also saw some marks on sonar that looked more trouty than perchy. Started working the jig and fly combo again and connected with a few more small trout. Had one biggy that went airborne and flipped both the fly and a fin back at me. Double rude.
**Had not kept any trout all day but did finally keep one about 15 inches that was bleeding from the deep hookup with the big copper bugger. **
Had a brief meetup with HND again just before I headed for the ramp. He was not getting much love anywhere on the lake…and he was covering it all. I talked to some of the tin boat trouters coming in to the ramp as I was and they also expressed that this was a slow day for them. “Shoulda been here last week.” Man, have I heard that before.
**So I guess I shouldn’t feel too bad. Yeah, I got a minor moon job but I did catch fish and had a great day on the water. It was purtiful but the bright oranges of last week are fading quickly. The last storm knocked a lot of the orange leaves off and many of the trees are showing more grey branches now. **
Hey Glenn, glad we finally got together, even if we did mostly go separate ways. Sorry the fishies didn’t treat you better. Hope it picked up after I left.