Woke up this morning to the clash of thunder....Around 3:30 am....Pouring outside. Was awating on the "ENSUING" light of day....lol.
Rain stopped and headed to the front of the lake Michigan, spot "A"...Got there around 5:00am....Wind howling out of the S.E. No fishing to be done time to go to spot "B"....Water was chocolate milk...Fluke called said he was staying at home waiting for his new A/C unit to be delivered....I like to think of him lying around at home all hot and sweaty...Oh well....Time to check out spot "C"...Now it is about 5:45....Arrive at spot "C" and three dudes are fishing...They hook up just as I arrive on a shad rap.
Set down my stinky bag and implements of retraction and quickly grab the rap retractor and cast the rap of shads out into the fray....Immediately a jumbo inhales the rap...A lesser gal might have crumbled..I stood strong against the wind and the battling perch and hoisted it up on to the deck...Things are going to take off....Second cast an instantaneous hit and a nine inch perch turns out to be the culprit. tossed back...Third cast...Hit at the rocks, fish dives down...Goodbye Mr SR5. Crap!!!!
Pick up my jig rod which only has a 1/16th jig head attached....toss it out wait for it to sink down and "tap"...Nice perch is hooked, manages to shake off...****!!!! Throw out again, painstakingly waiting for the light jig to make it's way through all of the trubulence...."tap"...Nice jumbo on the deck.
Then the wind really picks up....The harbor belches out all of this chocolate brown water which instantly covers our fishing area and quickly puts an end to the "bite."
Wish spot "C" had been my first choice...Possible limit?
Last resort, Plan "D", make my way to the Horseshoe...The Wild, Wild West of Montrose...No place for a young girl to be forced to go. The howling wind managed to whisk away the horeshoes' perennial smell of urine..Just one of the many perks of fishing the 'shoe. The beautiful urine fragrance. Followed by the usual bait wielding suspects that routinely crowd the shoe fishing shoulder to shoulder....Few were out due to the conditions. It's fun to watch little perch swim in circles.
It was really bad with the crashing waves and the howling wind...My thoughts turned to eggs, coffee, world peace, website harmony and toast The closest guy had manged to catch and keep an eight incher so I made a charitable donation of four fillets in the name of CLF...A tax deductible contribution, I might add...
Grabbed some coffee, eggs and toast on my way home....I like eggs.
The "Harvest."...So Sad.
Water is messed up...Hopefully these "ENSUING" west winds will blow out all of the crud and pronto...And warm up the water, like only west winds can...maybe into the nineties by tonight....lol.
Better days ahead...Who knows maybe this aft or tomorrow a.m.?