**Been trying to line up a mutually doable schedule for fishing with SkunkedAgain for a few weeks. Had planned on Thursday at Pineview but weather forecrash for that day took a downturn. Today looked better so we both scrambled and made it happen.
Got launched from the Port Ramp a little before 8 am. Air temp 40 and water temp 54…warming to 56 by the time we left just after noon.
Sonared and bottom bounced a bit out from the docks. Didn’t see much on sonar and saw nothing on the jigs. We decided to throw up a rooster tail with our electric motors (yeah right) and cruise down to the narrows. Felt confident we would find some biters there. Got it right.
I was a ways ahead of Jeff in my tube. I kept making big S turns as I watched the sonar. The lake had been very barren up to that point. Then my sonar got busy on the bottom in about 50 feet of water. Shortly thereafter my jigs got a positive vote from the stacked up crappies.
I hollered Jeff down on my radio and we proceeded to abuse…and be abused by…a whole bunch of little 9" cookie cutter crappies. Hoping to catch some larger ones we threw back the first few. Finally accepting that a 10 incher might be top fish for the day we kept a few for fodder.
They were hitting a variety of jigs with worms for SA. I was doing some damage with small jigs decorated with 1" Gulp Minnows. Jeff also picked up a few decent bluegills. I got a small smallmouth. And something else.
I had several big swirls as I lifted the crappiettes aboard my tube. JAWS…Pineview style. And I had a couple of crappie get VERY HEAVY on the way up…only to not make it all the way to the top. Purina tiger chow. About noon, as I was getting about ready to power back to the ramp, one of those “heavy” crappies started zinging string off my reel.
Waiting for the tiger muskie to either cut my line or tear the crappie loose I simply let it run a bit. And run it did. I noticed I had only a few turns left on my ultralight reel so I cranked my electric motor up to 5 and gave chase. Got to the middle of the dam arm and the fish alternately dived to the bottom and came to the top…circling the wagons before an attack…or so I thought.
With my ultralight outfit and 6# line I didn’t have a lot of “lift”. But I gradually “short stroked” the big toothy critter closer to the tube. I managed to get one picture of him in the water but wanted to at least scoop his head in my small net to get a better picture. Good thought. Didn’t work. Couldn’t get more than about a third of his total length in the stretchy bag. I had already stressed the beautiful beast enough so I reached down with pliers to remove the hook. Mr. Muskie would not think of leaving without a souvenir so he rolled and snapped his jaws…cutting the line and escaping with a nice new lip ornament.
Had plenty of crappies and plenty of exercise and excitement. So I motored over to say howdy to JJAnnie on my way back. Got Jeff and Jil to pose for a picture but Annie didn’t wanna get up from her snooze in the sun to pose for some dimbulb.
Had a light breeze for a while that made it challenging to maintain position over the fish, but mostly a beautiful day. Glad the Skunk man was able to juggle his schedule and get together on the water. I think a good had was timed by all…or whatever.
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