11-07-2014, 10:28 PM
Just returned from a nice 4 day trip to the north end of the lake. Wow! what a trip!
Saturday morning was an adventure. I honestly cannot believe that people are not taking advantage of the $50 bounty on coyotes around Bullfrog!! There are enough dogs in that area to easily pay for fuel, food, lodging, bullets......yikes!!
We knew the wind was on it's way. We hum-hawed a bit, then said "the he11 with it! Let's go!" Boats loaded up, and off we went across Bullfrog Bay. It really wasn't bad, and once we left the bay and headed north into the main channel the ride wasn't bad at all. Good Hope was fun: the waves were coming across the bay, so we had some splashing to deal with, but nothing bad considering the forecast for high winds.
We found ourselves a nice spot to beach the boats in Four Mile around the island. Tumbleweeds and stickers (as advertised) were bad, but we cleared out a nice level spot and had a nice camp protected from the winds.
The rest of Saturday was spent fishing the humps from the mouth of Trachyte east towards the mudline at the mouth of White. Fishing was certainly not fast and furious. Well, maybe furious -- just not fast. We had to work for the fish, which made the trip that much better. We ended Saturday with 17 stripers trolled between the 3 of us. On our way back to camp (Two Mile) we trolled up two small stripers in the pinch point before the island -- then the school arrived on the sonar below the boat where two more fish were spooned up before the school disappeared. We never found those stripers in Two Mile again on this trip. Winds made spooning difficult. No boils seen on Saturday. Fish all were cut from the same mold -- about 20" on average. These fish are in the best shape I have ever seen stripers at Lake Powell. FAT. STRONG! Fun as he11 on a fishing rod!!
Sunday morning was a dark, overcast day. The threat of rain was constant, but only produced one mild sprinkle for a few minutes in the morning. Mount Hillers and Mount Holmes both stayed hidden all day behind a curtain of gray. Again, winds made spooning difficult. However, a few fish were spooned from the canyons (47 feet)off the humps (10 feet) between Trachyte and White. Trolling again produced fish -- for the most part, if we weren't bumping bottom, we weren't catching fish.
Another good spot that we found fish on Sunday was in Two Mile. Towards the back of the canyon is an old cottonwood laying on it's side on the shore. We hit 4 stripers trolling past this pinch-point, then started spooning and brought in a few more. We could not see the fish on the sonar, but this spot turned into a nice "go to" spot the rest of our trip. These fish were a bit smaller (17") than those found out from Trachyte.
Sunday brought numerous fish, including two 20" walleye, to the boat. The fillets on these fish are fantastic! Nice thick fillets, even on those 22" fish that typically look half starved. Again, the fight these fish bring to the table is IMPRESSIVE! No boils found.
Monday brought some very pleasant north breezes. We just couldn't win with the wind. By now, the front had passed and the temps were noticeably cooler. Mount Hillers and Holmes showed up again Monday, but Hillers had white stuff all over on the top. Trolling was slow on Monday. In fact, it was downright tough. We ended up back in Two Mile (the "go to" spot) where we finally spooned up some stripers. By noon we had to say goodbye to Richard -- he was headed to Good Hope to meet up with the rest of the DWR cronies to go fish with those silly nets. Dad and I went back to work using our rods. Trolling picked up that afternoon (again, from Trachyte to White). As long as we were bumping bottom, we were catching fish. The best trolling lures of the trip seemed to be any of the longer skinny (deep thunder sticks and wally divers) type cranks. We caught fish on other cranks as well, but any brand pencil lures seemed to produce a bit better.
By late afternoon Monday we decided that we should go fillet some fish to reduce our workload that evening in the dark. This is when things got interesting! We decided to pull up in the first cove on the north side of Trachyte -- a spot we thought would be well protected from the wind. WRONG! The wind just would not let up. But, low and behold, at 3:30 pm, a boil erupted in that bay as we were pulling in. Finally!! In the wind. Seagulls going crazy picking off shad from the surface, and stripers busting the surface near the shoreline. We were right in the middle of it. Two casts, two doubles -- the only problem is that the way these fish fight we couldn't just bring them in and and get the next rod out! These fish FIGHT! The boil slowed after 4 fish were brought to the boat -- but that wasn't the end. For the next 45 minutes that bay continued to show activity with a small boil on this side, then another on that side, then another in the middle. Casting, trolling, wishing -- we were catching fish. After 4:15, the activity calmed and the school disappeared.
One word of caution: the mouth of that bay in Trachyte (mouth and east side) have some VERY shallow (3 feet) spots -- be cautious boating into this bay. We tried to stay to the west edge where depths were better. Take a look at Google Earth right now, and you can see the islands, which are submerged by 3 feet of water right now. We had nothing to mark these spots to warn other boaters:
Google Earth
Lat: 37°49'26.58"N
Long: 110°27'37.78"W
Monday evening really capped the trip -- that boil was crazy! We ended up filleting our fish in the dark -- just like we had planned not too. When fishing is good, plans go out the window!
Tuesday morning was spent picking up camp and packing up the boat. We stopped in at Good Hope (Blue Notch, Red Canyon) to drop off a few things to those silly DWR guys using nets to catch fish, then headed off south back to Bullfrog. Shorts and T-shirts were the attire for the boat ramp, as Tuesday's weather was beautiful. A call back home (Cedar City) warned of cold temps, and white stuff in the foothills. So, the jeans were put on, with sweatshirt in anticipation of unloading the gear after dark. Dang. We should have stayed another day. Week. Heck, why go back home at all?
All in all, what a fantastic trip. I'm glad we did not postpone. We had the lake nearly to ourselves (a few other boats were around, but not many). I sure like that place in November!
Here are a few pictures -- sorry for the lack of fish pictures. When fishing was good, there just wasn't enough hands for both a camera and a rod! (I should have a few more fish pics in a day or two that I can add...)
*I did attempt an experiment. I wanted to see if I could drive my boat from Good Hope to Bullfrog in reverse. I've heard of other people doing this -- and it amazes me that anyone in their right mind would ever attempt it. I made it about 100 yards before saying "screw this!". I then put it in "F" and went forward the rest of the way. Good times!
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Saturday morning was an adventure. I honestly cannot believe that people are not taking advantage of the $50 bounty on coyotes around Bullfrog!! There are enough dogs in that area to easily pay for fuel, food, lodging, bullets......yikes!!
We knew the wind was on it's way. We hum-hawed a bit, then said "the he11 with it! Let's go!" Boats loaded up, and off we went across Bullfrog Bay. It really wasn't bad, and once we left the bay and headed north into the main channel the ride wasn't bad at all. Good Hope was fun: the waves were coming across the bay, so we had some splashing to deal with, but nothing bad considering the forecast for high winds.
We found ourselves a nice spot to beach the boats in Four Mile around the island. Tumbleweeds and stickers (as advertised) were bad, but we cleared out a nice level spot and had a nice camp protected from the winds.
The rest of Saturday was spent fishing the humps from the mouth of Trachyte east towards the mudline at the mouth of White. Fishing was certainly not fast and furious. Well, maybe furious -- just not fast. We had to work for the fish, which made the trip that much better. We ended Saturday with 17 stripers trolled between the 3 of us. On our way back to camp (Two Mile) we trolled up two small stripers in the pinch point before the island -- then the school arrived on the sonar below the boat where two more fish were spooned up before the school disappeared. We never found those stripers in Two Mile again on this trip. Winds made spooning difficult. No boils seen on Saturday. Fish all were cut from the same mold -- about 20" on average. These fish are in the best shape I have ever seen stripers at Lake Powell. FAT. STRONG! Fun as he11 on a fishing rod!!
Sunday morning was a dark, overcast day. The threat of rain was constant, but only produced one mild sprinkle for a few minutes in the morning. Mount Hillers and Mount Holmes both stayed hidden all day behind a curtain of gray. Again, winds made spooning difficult. However, a few fish were spooned from the canyons (47 feet)off the humps (10 feet) between Trachyte and White. Trolling again produced fish -- for the most part, if we weren't bumping bottom, we weren't catching fish.
Another good spot that we found fish on Sunday was in Two Mile. Towards the back of the canyon is an old cottonwood laying on it's side on the shore. We hit 4 stripers trolling past this pinch-point, then started spooning and brought in a few more. We could not see the fish on the sonar, but this spot turned into a nice "go to" spot the rest of our trip. These fish were a bit smaller (17") than those found out from Trachyte.
Sunday brought numerous fish, including two 20" walleye, to the boat. The fillets on these fish are fantastic! Nice thick fillets, even on those 22" fish that typically look half starved. Again, the fight these fish bring to the table is IMPRESSIVE! No boils found.
Monday brought some very pleasant north breezes. We just couldn't win with the wind. By now, the front had passed and the temps were noticeably cooler. Mount Hillers and Holmes showed up again Monday, but Hillers had white stuff all over on the top. Trolling was slow on Monday. In fact, it was downright tough. We ended up back in Two Mile (the "go to" spot) where we finally spooned up some stripers. By noon we had to say goodbye to Richard -- he was headed to Good Hope to meet up with the rest of the DWR cronies to go fish with those silly nets. Dad and I went back to work using our rods. Trolling picked up that afternoon (again, from Trachyte to White). As long as we were bumping bottom, we were catching fish. The best trolling lures of the trip seemed to be any of the longer skinny (deep thunder sticks and wally divers) type cranks. We caught fish on other cranks as well, but any brand pencil lures seemed to produce a bit better.
By late afternoon Monday we decided that we should go fillet some fish to reduce our workload that evening in the dark. This is when things got interesting! We decided to pull up in the first cove on the north side of Trachyte -- a spot we thought would be well protected from the wind. WRONG! The wind just would not let up. But, low and behold, at 3:30 pm, a boil erupted in that bay as we were pulling in. Finally!! In the wind. Seagulls going crazy picking off shad from the surface, and stripers busting the surface near the shoreline. We were right in the middle of it. Two casts, two doubles -- the only problem is that the way these fish fight we couldn't just bring them in and and get the next rod out! These fish FIGHT! The boil slowed after 4 fish were brought to the boat -- but that wasn't the end. For the next 45 minutes that bay continued to show activity with a small boil on this side, then another on that side, then another in the middle. Casting, trolling, wishing -- we were catching fish. After 4:15, the activity calmed and the school disappeared.
One word of caution: the mouth of that bay in Trachyte (mouth and east side) have some VERY shallow (3 feet) spots -- be cautious boating into this bay. We tried to stay to the west edge where depths were better. Take a look at Google Earth right now, and you can see the islands, which are submerged by 3 feet of water right now. We had nothing to mark these spots to warn other boaters:
Google Earth
Lat: 37°49'26.58"N
Long: 110°27'37.78"W
Monday evening really capped the trip -- that boil was crazy! We ended up filleting our fish in the dark -- just like we had planned not too. When fishing is good, plans go out the window!
Tuesday morning was spent picking up camp and packing up the boat. We stopped in at Good Hope (Blue Notch, Red Canyon) to drop off a few things to those silly DWR guys using nets to catch fish, then headed off south back to Bullfrog. Shorts and T-shirts were the attire for the boat ramp, as Tuesday's weather was beautiful. A call back home (Cedar City) warned of cold temps, and white stuff in the foothills. So, the jeans were put on, with sweatshirt in anticipation of unloading the gear after dark. Dang. We should have stayed another day. Week. Heck, why go back home at all?
All in all, what a fantastic trip. I'm glad we did not postpone. We had the lake nearly to ourselves (a few other boats were around, but not many). I sure like that place in November!
Here are a few pictures -- sorry for the lack of fish pictures. When fishing was good, there just wasn't enough hands for both a camera and a rod! (I should have a few more fish pics in a day or two that I can add...)
*I did attempt an experiment. I wanted to see if I could drive my boat from Good Hope to Bullfrog in reverse. I've heard of other people doing this -- and it amazes me that anyone in their right mind would ever attempt it. I made it about 100 yards before saying "screw this!". I then put it in "F" and went forward the rest of the way. Good times!
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