90 degrees, 100% humidity, no breeze, seemed like a perfect evening for walleye fishing to me.
It had been well over a month since I was out walleye fishing and I was determined to go. Work had been kicking my ass for the last month and I was in dire need of a break. I really didn’t care how humid it would be, I needed some fresh fish. After a quick inspection of the boat, Susan and I were on our way and by 9:15 pm I was lines down. From there the next two hours went pretty much like this.
Cat, short, short, short, short, short, wipe sweat, swat gnats, move, snag, snag break leader, move, legal, legal, smallmouth, HOLY CRAP, silver bass, barely legal, wipe sweat, short, swat more gnats, smallmouth, short, BOOYAH……time to go home.
By 11:00 pm I had 5 in the box and we were headed back to the dock. All of the fish, except for HOLY CRAP (she came on a #11 Bleeding Copper Flash Rapala), came on a #9 Bleeding Olive Rapala. At first I was catching them all on my kicker but after the 7th fish I put another one on my 20 foot lead and caught the last ones on it. They were really focusing on a lure with a natural finish. Not surprising seeing as how the water is so clear. It made for some interesting visuals. Susan would shine a spotlight in the water as I was bringing in fish. It was really cool to see them come out of the darkness and into the light. Seeing a 27 incher with mouth open, coming into the light, has a tendency to make one say HOLY CRAP!
Weeds were a non issue tonight, with 2 days of west winds they better not have been. Other than the humidity it was a pretty nice evening. The NW breeze that was originally forecasted would have helped but at least it wasn’t a south wind. No other fishermen out tonight either. I fear the summer handliners are becoming very rare.
Still haven’t paid to launch yet this year.
Muskrat Adventures 
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