Sheesh! Minus 7 degrees at the ramp when we hit Jordanelle about 7 this morning. Almost a foot of snow on 12" of good hard ice. Also some ice on the facial hair of anyone running a sled or wheeler across to perch central station.
A couple of the machines were balky in the cold as was my ice auger. But several trolley trips on the Pikeman Express got most of the gang settled in around the general area. We even “shanghaied” a couple of folks who had no idea what was going on, with the ransom being that they join BFT. That worked out good for David Kempe and his grandkids. His granddaughter Cassandra Reeder scored one of Pikeman’s ice rod setups and ended up with a dandy cutt later. He says he has been a lurker but will be joining us soon.
Apologies in advance. No way I can remember all who showed up or introduced themselves. I was busy fishin’. Caught 2 nice browns early and one decent perch later, but most were pretty small. There were several in the group who bagged a few eatin’ size perch. And two of the youngsters who got rigged ice poles (with TubeDude jigs) got nice cutts after lunch.
Thanks to Mrs. and Mrs. Pikeman. Great party and great feed. The fried perch fillets and taters were delicious and the tartar sauce was the best I have ever had.
Ice in the guides and the fishin’ holes all day. Temp was still only 27 when we headed out about 2:30. A good had was timed by all.
C’mon everybody, let’s all show some appreciation to Pikeman and tell our own true stories of how the fishing went (or not) for each of us.