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| Walleye Master |
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I took Wednesday off work in preperation for an evening trip with my good buddy RJ, who was in town. On Tuesday the weather was looking great. No so much Tuesday night. By wednesday 4am rolled around, the winds had changed to straight East, 15mph.
I'd never, ever go fishing in those conditions, however, plans were made, the day was booked off work, so I was going to make the best of it.
Launched at 5:45am and made my way to the mouth of weller. The winds were already building from the East, and it wasn't 7am. We fished this area for a while, where we saw Justin and Oli working the water, as well as a few other boats.
We picked up a few fish early on, mixed browns and chinook.
our fish were coming off habinero spin doctors and skeiner flies, on small dipsy's set back 80'.
The winds really started picking up. We decided to find plan B. We were 14 miles East of Jordan. Our plan was to come in shallow, put on the brown stuff, and troll the 14 miles back to jordan, along the shoreline, in 14' of water or less....gotta be some fish there..
It became so rough that we were just surfting the waves back to Jordan.
Our first fish came quickly. The browns are active this year!
Our top brown producing bait this year:
We made our way back towards Dalhousie, and popped a couple small coho on the way. As we approached Dalhousie, it was around 2pm and things were getting hairy. We came up to the pier, tight to shore, which required us to head back out into the lake, to get around the pier.
When we made our turn, my long line was smashed. The Jointed Long A Bomeber was screaming, 100', 200', 300'....I was having a helluva time controling the fish in the heavy waves.
I managed to get it back within a hundred feet of line and it jumped clear in the air...my first 20lbs + king of the year... well, in doing the jump, splash, and wallow, it free'd itself of my bomber lure. I was pissed, but what can ya do...the wind and waves didn't allow me to fight the fish properly...oh well.
We got set back up and as we hit CDP we found more fish.
As long as we stayed in water less than 10', the waves were ok. But as soon as we made our way back around the rocks at jordan, we got pounded again. I made the call to head back to port. As we were clearing rods, our last rod in the water fired.
We got back to shore just before 4pm, msg'd RJ and said it was a no-go. Just after doing so, Greg from Bills Bait showed up with Vince Castalano (Paul's father). They saw the waves breaking over the rocks. They decided they were going to Don Cherry's for beer and wings, while seeing if the lake would sit down. We decided that was a good idea, so left the boat in the water, and went for beer and wings. The lake never sat down. We pulled out and headed home a couple hours later.
Overall, one of the physically toughest days I've ever spent on the water.
Last edited by steve-hamilton on Sat Apr 21, 2012 11:12 am, edited 1 time in total.
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