TubeBabe and I made our first hard deck trip of the winter today. Met up with Waljustia for the trek out to the “abyss”…the deep hole he found in Utah Lake a couple of years ago. Hit the ice a little after 8. Air temp a balmy 20 after the recent deep freeze. Ice was rock hard 7-8" with a skiff of snow on top. Good walking but potentially slippery if you didn’t watch your steps.
Surprisingly, us oldsters kept up with Dave pretty well as he followed his GPS instructions out into the uncharted wilderness of Utah Lake. Felt like Nanook and Nanookess as we hushed our muskies across the frozen wasteland. Not nearly as bad going out as finally coming back in. Whew!
Last year we got into the channel cats under the ice pretty good at that deep hole. Last Saturday Dave managed to land 4 or 5 kitties…between hordes of whities. So he called me and let me know it was game on for another catfest. NOT.
Found the GPS spot and started drillin’ and chillin’ about 9ish. Sun coming up good and really quite pleasant, with no wind. Dave had his gear all set up and ready to go so it didn’t take him long to bring up the first (of many) white bass. I got TubeBabe set up and some holes drilled for her and she also got a few “Utah Lake marlin”.
I finally got my gear set up and proceeded to catch up with the rest of the trio. Did my fair share of whitie whackin’, I did. My Showdown showed the bottom at 24 feet, but there were so many fish going through above the bottom that the bottom reading kept flickering from 24 to 19 to 20, etc. I could see my jig falling into the swarm of fish but could not distinguish it after that. The sonar was pretty much unnecessary. If we got anything in the “ZONE” we got action.
We all started out with different jigs, tipped with crawler. But I was doing so well and getting harder hits with my new actively worked “wobble jigs” that soon everybody was using them and we all agreed that they will be an important part of our arsenal henceforth.
As the sun got higher, the active fish moved in and out around our holes. I packed up and moved a ways to try to find some different depths and to look for catfish. Found the edge of the abyss. Bottom went from 6’ to 10’ and then to 23’…all within a few yards. Then there was a big flat area with the 23 to 25 foot depth and the whities were stacked in there from the bottom up to about 10’. If we didn’t get a hit soon after reaching the bottom we would start slowly reeling and jigging back up through the water column and often got hits at about mid depth.
I also changed up lures, trying to find something they would not hit. One lure that accounted for some of my larger whities was my “Holy Jig”…modeled after the “Hali Jig”…the one with the little chain and small hook below a larger flasher. I make mine with fine wire and have done well with them.
We all got a grundle of whities. TubeBabe and I kept about 50 between us and released at least a half a grundle back into the ecosystem. Shoulda thinned the herd a bit more or tossed them on the ice for the birds and foxes. But then someone on the board would rip us for littering or wasting resources.
Saw no other tracks…no other people…no trash and no human “downloads”. No power squadron, no carp and no skeeters. All in all a nice day on the ice with good company and good fishing. Woulda been nice to ice a few kitties but the whities kept us busy enough that it really didn’t matter. And my sister in law will be glad to help us dispose of some of the fillets.