**TubeBabe and I drove up to the launch area about 6:15 AM and Fairwayphilly and Fishhound arrived about 10 minutes later. The tubin’ duo launched first and were already outside the channel when Philly arrived at the rock pile at the mouth of the channel. **
Within a couple of minutes, he went bendo and rassled in a hefty walleye that pulled his scales to about the 10 pound mark. Never knew he could yodel so good.
Looked like the start of a bananner day. Nope. That was his only walleye, although he did score some whities later.
TubeBabe got a white bass a few minutes after Phill’s walleye. Then I got a white bass. Yeah, we was gonna put a whuppin’ on 'em. NOT.
**Fishhound was last to launch and worked around the area as we all were, trying to find some willing fishies. We found lots of marks on sonar, but they all had their little mouths closed. A few tugs that pulled down the plastic grubs from the jigheads, but no solid takers. **
I did have one hefty walleye grab my jig about ten feet away from my tube, just as I was getting ready to finish reeling in to make another cast. My rod was up high and I did not have a chance to set the hook good. A couple of hefty chugs, a big roll and splash on the surface and he was gone. But, I still had hope…for naught.
About 10:30 I began casting around the outlet of the 2nd spring. I got a hard whack, a solid hookset and several yards of line screamed off my light reel. I knowed right away twern’t no walleye. But, I didn’t care. It was abusin’ me real good.
Turned out to be the first of 4 nice cats from a small area. That first one took plastic, but I couldn’t get any more hits on it. So, I rigged up with one of my new experimental “Bobber Head” jigs, under a float, and pinned on a half minnow. A few minutes later, the bobber went under and I pulled back, only to feel a brief bit of weight and then nothing. When I brought in the baited jighead, the hook had worked around inside the bait and caused it to fail to hookup.
**I repositioned the bait, squirted on some shad oil and lobbed it back out in the same area. Within a couple of minutes, the bobber dove again. Only this time, there was some good weight when I set the hook. I landed two channels on my new setup. Then, no more hits. **
I finally worked out into deeper water and started dragging around a whole chub minnow without any weight…hoping for a walleye, a cat, a whitie…anything. I got a pickup and a runner and when I set the hook it turned out to be the biggest of the four I caught…and the last.
Back at the cleaning station, two of my cats were 22" and 2 were 23". They weighed 4.1, 4.3, 4.7 and 5.0 pounds. No walleyes today, but I’m still grinnin. Those puppies (kitties) were lots of fun on my med light rods, light reels and 6 pound line.
Poor TubeBabe. It seems that whenever she starts out early, by catching a white bass, it jinxes her for the day. Her first fish, at 7:10 AM was her only one for the day. (Okay, scorekeepers, TubeDude was top rod for this trip)
I think Fishhound failed to put fish slime on his craft today altogether. That’s okay though, he was mumbling all day about that big cat he caught down there yesterday. I am sure he was merely practicing conservation and leaving some fish for next time, since he still has some leftover fillets from the biggun.