7/11 Free Slurpee Walleye Day.

13 07 2014

So what do free Slurpee’s and walleye fishing have in common?  Absolutely nothing, I just thought I would throw that out there.

Hit the water again Friday night (7/11).  Originally my Dad was supposed to tag along but he was to tired so he opted out.  It was supposed to be an extremely beautiful night out so I went anyway.  Partly cloudy skies, full moon, slight breeze.  Almost picture perfect except for two things.  Ridiculously clear water and lots of floating weeds.  I forgot the Gold Cup races were going on so that meant a lot of boat traffic.  With the wind out of the south there was nothing to push the weeds mats to Canada.  They just kept floating down stream, all night long, wherever I went.  It was like they were following me everywhere.

I started fishing around 8:00 pm farther downstream down by Calf Island.  I wanted to try the deeper water first until the sun started to set.  Good theory but it really didn’t pan out.  I didn’t catch my first fish until 9:30 pm on a Limeade spoon on my kicker lead.  I ended up catching 2 and losing 1 on that lead and lure.  The one I lost made a Banzai charge right at my prop as I was bringing him in.  It worked, out came the hook and he lives for another day.  Shortly after the suicide charge I swapped out my two long leads for a couple of Pencil Plugs.  One Blue/Chrome plug and a Green/Yellow with black dots plug.  This one was painted up for me special by Jim at downrivertackle.com.  My dad and a friend of his had a lot of success on this pattern years ago and I have not been able to find it anywhere.  They bought all of them from The Tackle Box on the corner of Eureka and Telegraph.  That store has been gone for a long time but I managed to find one plug in my Dad’s tackle box.  I sent it to Jim along with a dozen other plugs and he painted them up perfectly.  I only caught one but it was picture perfect.  I was watching my graph when the depth dropped from 13 to 16 feet and then back up again to 13.  I saw some marks that could be fish and it seemed like the perfect ambush spot.  I trolled along hoping that as the lure from the top lead passed over a walleye would swim up and grab it.  One did and he hit it hard.  A minute later he was in the cooler and I was looping back around to see if I could repeat it.  No such luck.  I made a couple of passes but nothing happened.  I stayed in the area for about another hour but it was hopeless.  In spite of it being such a nice night I gave up.  The weeds were getting to be too much.  Even though the full moon was providing enough light for me to see the mats the lures were still getting fouled.  There will be another day.

So I went 3 for 4 tonight.  Not to bad considering the conditions.  It is supposed to cool down this week and the winds will be coming out of the west thanks to another polar vortex.  That should keep the boats and weeds to a minimum.  Unfortunately as I was leaving I saw the FLW trailer in the lot.  That means the channel will be over flowing with Smallmouth Bass next week.  Oh Joy.

7-13 Walleye Green lures

 





Weeds, Weeds and More Weeds.

19 09 2013

Weeds to the left of me,

Weeds to the right of me,

In to the floating mats, trolled my little boat.

It had been almost 2 months since the last time I went out fishing by myself.  Normally I do that once or twice a week but with so much going on I haven’t had the time or desire to go.  That and I have had a lot of requests from other people to go fishing so I’ve had a fair amount of company.  Not that I mind but sometimes I need those solo trips.  Unfortunately this one did not go like I had hoped.  Actually it did go as I thought it would.  Lots of floating weeds and few or as in this case no fish.

I was lines down by 7:00 pm and at 7:01 pm I was clearing weeds off my lines.  This was going to be a long night.  I started off on the east side of the river hoping the weeds wouldn’t be as bad.  The last few days have been E or SE winds so I figured the Grosse Isle side wouldn’t be as bad.  I was wrong, it was bad.  I found out later that I was also right.  The west side of the river by the Edison Plant was impossible.  I made one very short trip through that area and never returned.  I just stuck to the middle of the river and made the best of it.  I did catch a few small bass and I lost one on a Riley Special spoon on my kicker.  Now one may ask how do I know that a 2 second head shake was on my kicker, simple, it was the only lure down at the time.  My 2 number 9 Rapala’s were in my hand so I could clear the weeds. 

So that was my excitement for the night.  2 ½ hours of dodging weeds and the occasional pleasure boat making its last run for the year.  Nothing interesting except for a ring bill gull that had a green hot-n-tot stuck to its head.  I tried to net her but she could still fly so no luck. 

Full moon, clear sky, ridiculously clear water and a slight SE breeze.  No bugs, no fish but lots and lots and lots of floating weeds.  Come on West Winds!!

Oh yeah, surface temp was 65 degrees and still lots of shiners in the Elizabeth Park marina. 

At least I didn’t have to pay to launch. 

Next up….Salmon Time.