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Was about the middle of June 1970 when My hunting partner called and asked if I wasnted to go bass fishing with him. I told him yes and where. He said he would be at my place that afternoon. He arrived with his boat in the back of his truck< of course the coffee was ready so we sat down to have a cup and them another. I asked shouldn't we be going and hesaid no rush as were didn't want to get to the lake till dark. He said we needed to give time for the skiers, fisher persons and those just joy riding in the dusk to get off the lake.
We got there well after dark and unloaded the boat. We rigged the rods up by the lights of the pickup, attched black jidder bugs. Near the boat launch was where most of the lakes cabins were at so we rowed across the lake to where it was still all woods in 1970. It was a good spot to fish for pan fish during the day some lilly pads and sunken kelp type weeds. Once we got where we were about 50 feet off shore I was told to cast to the shore line and reel back slowly.
Never got even a bump for several cast then I heard this huge sucking noise, lee let out a whoop cranking in a nice bass of about 4 pounds. Got it into the boat which was alum. what a racket that seemed to make, that fish flopping around banging into the tackle box and other stuff.
We fished for about 3 hours and only caught small ones we thru back. Back to the house we went cleaned the bass putting it in the fridge for cooking the next day.
The second night we went to a different lake much bigger than the one the night before. We had a ball and caught a bunch of fish and not just bass. we released a ton of them it seemed.
Today I go alone with my canoe and have a great time but I don't seem to care about keeping any fish to eat. It's my favorite way to fish for bass and walleye.
No skiers No PWC people No party boat pontoons rarely even any other fisher man.
Al
We got there well after dark and unloaded the boat. We rigged the rods up by the lights of the pickup, attched black jidder bugs. Near the boat launch was where most of the lakes cabins were at so we rowed across the lake to where it was still all woods in 1970. It was a good spot to fish for pan fish during the day some lilly pads and sunken kelp type weeds. Once we got where we were about 50 feet off shore I was told to cast to the shore line and reel back slowly.
Never got even a bump for several cast then I heard this huge sucking noise, lee let out a whoop cranking in a nice bass of about 4 pounds. Got it into the boat which was alum. what a racket that seemed to make, that fish flopping around banging into the tackle box and other stuff.
We fished for about 3 hours and only caught small ones we thru back. Back to the house we went cleaned the bass putting it in the fridge for cooking the next day.
The second night we went to a different lake much bigger than the one the night before. We had a ball and caught a bunch of fish and not just bass. we released a ton of them it seemed.
Today I go alone with my canoe and have a great time but I don't seem to care about keeping any fish to eat. It's my favorite way to fish for bass and walleye.
No skiers No PWC people No party boat pontoons rarely even any other fisher man.
Al
