Watching the weather reports go me to thinnin’ this Wed might be the last decent weather for a while, and after that - startin’ to feel a touch of fall in the air.
So took a day off, and headed up to Newton - try my luck again, after a good day out last Sunday. Hit the lake about 8am.
SO… water is down probably 3 feet - from 3 days ago. Zoweee! Only a canoe and a fishn’ boat out. Almost too low and muddy for a ski boat to launch -but some try anyway.
Loaded in - steep bank, good. Wheels on dry land, good. Boat away - lots of blip and flip baby basslings along the shore from the launch. Moved out to a point across from the main camping. Noticed lots of busy baby bass schools. Checked to see if some perch were sitting below and among them, indeed yes there were! Small but fat, and hungry. Jig, hook setup with worms, gulp minnows.
So I hook into another perch, and as I’m reeling it in, something large and dark emerges from the depths, and comes to engulf this flittering panicked perch - so I stop reeling - and bam. He’s got 'em.
Ok - so here I am, same damned light tackle - good for perch yes - good for musky - not so much! 8lb mono, Sears pole - from when I was a kid, new and improved $10 Kmart reel - yeah baby - it’s on!
SO I let OFF the tension this time, and he bull dogs down, and nails imself to the bottom. Wedged on something no doubt - NO movement. I recall a tip from someone on the forum - to let off any pressure - they’ll swim out. So - wadda ya know - it works. Let up, free up, then we can move some. Tip up, reel down, tip up, reel down. I get some movement - but delicately.
The beast gets close enough to see the boat, and he’s OFF! Stripping line - Iet it go. After a minute - tip up, reel down - we’re moving again. Another run, Big Jump, slowly - work it back. Probably 5-10 minutes of finessing the monster - my heart is racing! I’m nervous and anxious.
Finally - he seems worn down - I get him up to the boat, snap a photo passing by - probably 35 inches. Get him into the net - damn, I need a bigger net! He’s double too big to fit. Try to get an angle so you can see his head, while he tries to arch his way out of the net. Ok, hook is out - don’t need the pliers. Don’t know if he ever got hooked, or just held onto that lil’ perchie!
I reach for the camera, it shuts down - batteries? Argh - then he arches - I about drop the net and rod into the lake - quick recovery - and fish away. But what a sight - seeing him come up from the depths and devour that lil’ fish!
So - more perch, bassling, then up to the far end, Sat on schools of basslings. Found some bigger bass - big brother, even a momma and daddy - probably pushing 3 lbs, but they didn’t want to play - they had their tree stump to hang by. Got a decent bass, but he shook off right at the boat. The basslings were always ready to chase anything that moved.
Spotted up various schools, and found some in the mid-lake area, deeper but not the deepest water. Even managed to find a couple Crappie! That was a surprise.
Trolling for bass/musky didn’t do anything for me. Tried draging some rattle traps, a perch Rap-X, worms, gulps, notackers. Spotted a Musky from time to time, and tried to pitch them some flirty lures - no go.