Monday, September 30, 2013

From Dawn 'Til Dusk

When: Sunday, September 29th, from 6am to 6pm.
What: Musky fishing
Weather: Cool, mostly sunny to mostly cloudy with a light wind at times. 43 degrees warmed to 71. Wind calm to SE and Variable at 3mph.
Barometric Pressure: 30.21 fell to 30.08.
Relative Humidity: 100% to 49% at mid-day.
Sunrise: 6:52am
Sunset: 6:42pm
Moon: Waning, 2 days after the last quarter. Major 8:38am (overhead) to 10:48am. Minor 3:39pm (moonset) to 3:39pm.
Water Conditions: Partly stained, tea-colored. Temp n/a.

September 29th is a special day for me, but I guess the Musky Gods haven't figured that out yet. It was a simply beautiful day to be out on the water, but unfortunately that often translates into "no muskies."

One follow early in the morning and one fish took interest in a glider and bit everything but the hooks. May have been the fish that was cruising and splashing near the far weedbed most of the day.

That's all for today, I'm exhausted.

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Aruba In Pictures

It would be way to long to write about our 1-year anniversary trip to Aruba, so here's some pictures. One thing that you won't see pictures of, however, is the the 30 to 40 pound tarpon that defeated me in an epic battle just hours before our flight home. I hooked the beast on medium action spinning rod while I was standing on a rock ledge 20 feet from the water. As soon as I got a look at him, he took to the air...again and again and again. I managed to keep him glued with tension on the line as I held the rod with one hand and climbed down the rocks to the water. After finding firm footing down by the water, I continued to fight the tarpon for what seemed like an eternity. Three times I had him in the shallow water just a few feet from land, and each time the silver king took another run and another jump. I had him about three feet from me and was preparing to land it when it took one last run, one last jump and the hook popped free. When he came unglued he went belly up for just a minute before swimming away. That was probably his last run and it was the one that set him loose. I was going to let him go anyway, of course, but it would have made for an epic ending to a wonderful vacation. At least I got the pleasure of doing battling with him.

Thank you to my beautiful wife for putting up with all the fishing and for the best first year of marriage I could have ever dreamed of. I am a lucky man.

...............the end.

Friday, September 13, 2013

Stay Tuned........

For those of you expecting to find a blog this week......I am sorry. I will be away, but you can expect an update the weekend/week of the 20th.

Until safe.

Sunday, September 8, 2013

On The Water With Broski

When: Saturday, September 7th, from 2:30pm to 8pm
What: Musky fishing with Rob
Weather: Mostly sunny, high of 77, wind SW at 7mph to variable at 5mph then calm.
Barometric Pressure: 30.01in to 29.95in
Relative Humidity: 37% at mid-day
Sunrise: 6:32am
Sunset: 7:22pm
Moon: Waxing, 2 days after new. Major 2:36pm (overhead) to 4:36pm. Minor 8:17pm (moonset) to 9:17pm.
Water Conditions: Surface temp 74 degrees. Good clarity. Healthy weeds.

I mentioned in front of Rob a couple weeks ago that I had burned a few calories fishing for musky. I think I caught him off guard with the comment and like a lot of people, he didn't associate angling with exercise.

So, I did the only thing I saw fit...I invited him fishing.

I've taken a handful of top-notch anglers fishing for musky before, and although some did just fine and even caught fish, I've had just as many that found it too boring or too taxing. Rob isn't a crazy, die-hard fisherman, but I had a hunch he was going to do just fine.

And he did.

Now, being there is always a little bit of friendly jest between my brother-in-law and I, part of me really wanted to have him pull Double-10's and throw Pounders all day to show him exactly how exhausting musky fishing can be, but more than that I would have liked to have seen him catch a fish.

We got on the water exactly at the major, and after a quick lesson on how to use a baitcaster, I told Rob how we were going to get bit immediately because of the timing.

And....I did.

Within 5 minutes of being on the water, I had a small musky attack my bait. Even the big fish have problems finding the hooks on a glider, so this smaller fish had even more trouble and darted back into the weeds without getting stuck.

Oh well.

Things got quiet after that for awhile until I got slammed by another fish that somehow didn't find any hooks either. I was pretty positive it was a bite from a musky, and my suspicions were confirmed moments later when we moved past the spot spooked a big fish.

Things once again got quiet for awhile. Sometime later, we were casting along another weed edge when I told Rob that a small surface disturbance I saw looked "suspect." It turned out I was correct, as a musky followed my lure halfway to the boat on the next cast. Despite speed changes, the fish tailed off. Seconds later, the fish took an interest in Rob's lure, and Rob was soon staring at a very large tiger musky sniffing his bait a foot from the boat. Unfortunately the fish didn't want to eat, and that was all the action for the day.

It was a gorgeous day on the water. It felt like fall and the water temps are starting to cool. Rob was a pleasure to have on the boat, and he was bomb-casting a topwater by the end of the day. Plus, it was only right that I got him out. After all, he came up with name for my boat.

Thanks broski, got do it again.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013