You can file this one under useless Cliff Clavin bar trivia. I didn’t know this until recently but every full moon has a name. This past full moon is known as a Sturgeon Moon. What that actually means is still a mystery to me but it makes for a unique blog post title.
I started out fishing Friday night a little earlier than I normally do. It was overcast so I figured going before sunset wouldn’t hurt. Of course, once I got on the water the clouds broke and the sun came out. Oh well, live and learn. At least there were no weeds, for now. I started it my usual area and threw out a few spoons and a #9 Bleeding Olive Rapala. Not much happened at first but around 8:00 pm fishing got interesting.
Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, Are You kidding me? Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, Bass, swap out spoon catching all the bass. Brief lull. Short, Short, legal, Double Legal, Short, Short, Legal, Bass, Double Short, Really short, Lost at boat, Short, Bounced off side of boat, Short, Rocky, Short, Short, Short………………………………………………………………….Short, Ridiculously short, Where did all the weeds come from? Screw this. Went home.
That’s pretty much how the evening went. From 8 to 9:30 my lines were out of the water more than they were in. Smallmouth bass and lots of undersized walleye. Once the full moon came up and cleared the trees the fishing really slowed down. Kind of odd since I usually do pretty well under a full moon. Just goes to show that there are no absolutes in fishing. Around 10 the weeds showed up in force and fishing became impossible. I tried to find clean water but it just wasn’t happening. Eventually I gave up and headed in, there will be other nights. At least I know, barring some catastrophic event, the walleye fishing next year should be awesome.