10-22-2020, 06:36 PM
I called in a sick day Wednesday and went to Willard. Launched at the north marina around 9 a.m. and motored to Eagle Beach. The starting lineup was a silver/ blue and a white wonderbread flig both tipped with fillet-o-perch. After an hour of trying various depths all I had was several long distance releases. Thinking that a change of venue was in order I ran to freeway bay and continued slow trolling.
This is where the day got ugly. Getting the fish to bite wasn't a problem, keeping them hooked up seemed impossible, and these weren't small fish. I checked and double checked hook sharpness, downsized baits, slowed down and sped up but nothing worked. The first 8 fish all quickly unbuckled themselves. I'm not a fan of stinger hooks but desperate times call for action, so I tied on a couple size 4 Owner octopus hooks.
A short time later one rod started doing the fish dance, I pulled it out of the holder, snugged up the drag a bit and then nothing. Nine fish in a row and nothing but a dry net, Some-of-a-beech! I wanted to break something but since I was in my boat it didn't seem like a good idea.
Then something strange(good) happened, I landed the next 6 out of 7, all average size cats, 20 to 23 inches and up to 5 1/4 lbs. And not one of them was hooked with the stinger. Maybe the water warmed up enough for them to become more aggressive, whatever happened it was a good ending to a pleasant day, final score; catfish=9 Greg=6.
This is a fuzzy photo of the winning combo, wonderbread and perch.
This is where the day got ugly. Getting the fish to bite wasn't a problem, keeping them hooked up seemed impossible, and these weren't small fish. I checked and double checked hook sharpness, downsized baits, slowed down and sped up but nothing worked. The first 8 fish all quickly unbuckled themselves. I'm not a fan of stinger hooks but desperate times call for action, so I tied on a couple size 4 Owner octopus hooks.
A short time later one rod started doing the fish dance, I pulled it out of the holder, snugged up the drag a bit and then nothing. Nine fish in a row and nothing but a dry net, Some-of-a-beech! I wanted to break something but since I was in my boat it didn't seem like a good idea.
Then something strange(good) happened, I landed the next 6 out of 7, all average size cats, 20 to 23 inches and up to 5 1/4 lbs. And not one of them was hooked with the stinger. Maybe the water warmed up enough for them to become more aggressive, whatever happened it was a good ending to a pleasant day, final score; catfish=9 Greg=6.
This is a fuzzy photo of the winning combo, wonderbread and perch.
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