Today, I fished with Darren on two bodies of water for both bass and Muskie. We began our day dragging tubes in current for smallies and had a blast. Although the fish weren’t the size I was accustomed to, they were a lot of fun. Most of the 50 or so bass were in the 2-pound size, but there were several over 3 and a few closer to 4 pounds too. Unfortunately, there were definitely more fish lost than landed today and we weren’t quite sure why that was. I tried changing the hooks and still managed to lose almost as many as did Darren. It didn’t really matter though as there were plenty of others biting the jigs almost instantly after you lost a fish. At one point, Darren brought up what we thought might have been a Muskie when we both saw a huge mass in the water behind his tube. It broke up in pieces that went in every direction as soon as he hooked one of the 20 or more smallmouth that were tightly grouped up. As fast as they appeared, they were gone and never to be seen again. Sometime in the mid afternoon, I decided that it was time to relocate to try and see if we could get Darren into another Muskie before we were done. Once on the other body of water, we realized just how sheltered were actually were when we were faced with 20 knot winds from the SE. There was probably a 2 to 3 foot roll on the lake and I thought we would score for sure! Not a boat in sight and everything to ourselves! We set the rods and began to troll several areas without any luck for about an hour and then the reel went off. Finally one took and Darren was tight to a good fight from a 42-inch fatty. A few quick pics and a good release and we were back trolling for more. More, more, more is my motto now and you can never get enough of these beasts. We gave it about another hour but never touched another fish and decided to call it a day. We had accomplished what we had set out to do and even 1 Muskie is a successful day. Add all the bass from the early part of the day and it was a great one, to say the least!

Today was my day off and I accompanied my wife, Christiane downtown for the CIBC Run for Breast Cancer. I was just there for support but she was participating in the actual run. They say that no good deed goes unnoticed and after today, I believe it’s true! Once everything was over and we were back home, there was still plenty of time left in the day to get in a few hours of fishing. I thought that we would see if we could catch a few fish and hopefully get her into a big Muskie. I had been having pretty good success lately and prayed that my luck hadn’t run out. The conditions were almost flat calm, except for lots of boat traffic as I began a troll for these toothy creatures. Within the first 10 minutes, one of the rods fired, but shortly after I got the rod out of the holder, it came off leaving me with only the lure vibration. I knew this had to be a big fish as it felt like I was caught on the bottom until the fish began a few headshakes. If you think that sucked, less than 5 minutes later the same rod fired again and this time I actually managed to pass the rod to Christiane before the fish rolled on the surface and also came off. We were zero for two and I really felt bad for Christiane as just about every other fish hooked lately, eventually came aboard. Talk about bad luck! We continued to troll for about another 30 minutes without success and then it happened. The reel started screaming and I knew this was a real big fish. Christiane had a difficult time handling this Muskie and could barely hold the rod up to control the fish. With a tight drag set, it’s all muscle to bring them to the boat and the morning run had all but wore her out. When she finally caught a glimpse of this fish behind the boat she freaked! It was enormous and at least 30 pounds, laying on the surface behind the motors. All of a sudden the fish began to roll again and gave her another battle that had her thinking it was also going to get off. Eventually, I was able to grab the leader and steer her closer to the side of the boat where I finally put the boga grip on this monster. I carefully slit it over the rail and into the boat and had to cut the hooks out due to their location and the fish’s mass. This fish measured 53.5 inches in length and I estimated it at 40 pounds. Not wanting to stress it out anymore than we had already done, I shot a few pics and then put her back in the water. I spent about 5 or 10 minutes carefully holding her before she was revived enough to be released. This was definitely a true trophy and the largest one to come aboard since I began fishing for them. I was glad that Christiane got to experience a fish of this size and told her that everything else from this point on would only be a disappointment. We took the plugs off the rods and packed in the muskie trolling for the remainder of the day. I wanted her to end it on a high note and told her that we would catch a few bass before we headed home. I guess we spent about 30 minutes catching close to 10 smallies and one overly large drum of close to 12 pounds before we called it a day. Total time fished today was less than 3 hours and one of the best, short days ever spent on the water!

I fished with Keith today on a local lake for both Muskie & smallmouth bass and oh, what a day! We got a late start as his flight only arrived this morning and the best we could do is about 10:00 AM. After last weekend’s success at muskie, I thought it would be a good idea to give it another try. I knew the bass would cooperate and wasn’t worried about catching some of them, so we set the rods out for skis and began to troll. The winds were out of the SW at less than 10 knots and the skies were completely clouded over with possible storms in the distance. Water temps were slightly above 67 degrees and the air temps weren’t much higher either. Keith had never caught a muskie before and I was hoping to show him how impressive they were to see when they are 20 to 30 pounds or more. About 30 minutes into the troll, one of the reels started to scream and I knew we were locked up! This fish really bulldogged as Keith reeled her to the boat and he freaked when he saw the actual size of her alongside. I knew that it would weigh at least 25 pounds and boga gripped the muskie for a few pics. A quick measurement of 43.5 inches and she was ready for release. We wasted no time getting the lines back into the water in anticipation of another hook-up! Sure enough, the same rod fired about 45 minutes later and Keith was battling another fish of almost the same size again. Once more, I boga gripped the fish and unhooked her for a few more pics and released her unharmed. This one went 41.5 inches, but was much fatter than the first fish making her weight very close as well. We continued trolling for a little while longer without any luck and then decided to try for some bass close by. The rain had begun and the winds had kicked up a little bit more, but I was sure we would be able to catch a few. Keith wanted a little side bet and thought he was going to kick my butt or as he said, “school me” with the most bass caught, so the gloves were off! I told him that it was a no brainer and hooked up a few casts later on a jerkbait. Of course he wanted a lure like that so I handed him the same rod and grabbed a tube jig instead. Shortly after, I was locked up on another smallie and it wasn’t looking too good for Keith. He said he had a follow, but no hook-up! I missed a couple of others and we moved on looking for the school of bass that frequent this area. The rain had begun to fall pretty good making visibility in these areas rather difficult, but the skies looked like there was a clearing soon to follow. The next area saw me telling Keith that he had a hit on the tube and to set the hook. Unfortunately the hook set was light and the fish came off. I hooked a few more and was up 4 nothing when I decided to give him a break and hook a couple of his own. There were just too many fish in this last area and I knew even a blind squirrel eventually finds a nut! Bottom line, 8 to 4 was the end result and dinner was on him! I suggested that we go back to trolling for Muskie again and see if we couldn’t get another to make it three and he agreed. This time I don’t think we had the rods in the water for more than 15 minutes when the rod fired. Another screamer as I yelled, “Fish”. He managed to get the rod out of the holder as I cleared the other rod and fought the beast to the boat once again. This one seemed to be about the same size as I brought her aboard for pics again. A measurement of 43 inches and a real fat belly on this one would have put her around 25 pounds once more. Back to the lake she went and we tried a little longer without success before we made a run for the ramp. The storms were moving in now & I didn’t want to get caught out there in those conditions. To say it was a great day would have been an understatement, it was awesome! Catching his first, second and third Muskie all in the same day wasn’t anything he had expected. I hope he can sleep tonight!

Today, I fished with Darren & Max on a local lake for a Multi Species kind of day! The weather looked perfect with a wind out of the SW at 5 to 10 knots and sunny skies. Water temps were around 67 degrees and the air temps climbed to the mid to upper 70’s by days end. We began our day by trolling for Muskie in anticipation of at least one big bite. This was to prove to be the right choice as the reel fired about 90 minutes into the day with a real screamer. I had been marking good fish in the areas being trolled but up until now had no luck in enticing any of them into hitting. Darren was into the first muskie of the day and the battle was on! Fortunately it had hit on the long line and there was plenty of room to play the fish as we cleared the other lines. Eventually I was able to boga grip the fish and bring it aboard for a few quick picks and back she went. It took only a few minutes to revive the fish before she bolted back to the depths and soaked Max in the process. He got a little too close to the water and the fish and received a nice shower from the tail kick. We continued trolling and marking good fish and hoped for one more so that Max could feel the power, but it never happened. I thought we would change it up a bit and get into some action with the bass, so we relocated and began casting spinnerbaits, jerk-baits and tubes for smallies. It didn’t take long before both of them were with bent rods and this lasted pretty much all day long. There were low periods, but when we found fish, they were schooled. Each time we took 10 or so fish from the schools and lost probably more as they just came off. Late in the afternoon, we decided to try one last attempt at getting Max into a muskie and trolled for a couple more hours. Once again, good fish were marking, but nothing was taking! We each grabbed a rod to bring them in and while reeling the lures back to the boat; Max got slammed by a Mack truck! He said that something hit him so hard that he felt like the lure had run into a brick wall. Darren got a quick glimpse of this fish but was unable to determine how big it was and it was gone as fast as it appeared. Somebody more experienced may have been able to bring it back with a figure eight, but it happened too fast for Max to react in time. Close, but no cigar! Back to the bass for the last hour or so before we were to call it a day and apparently the right choice too. Both Max & Darren began hooking up almost immediately and there was another 10 fish or so landed before we packed it up for the day. There was also at least that many lost as well! All in all a great day on the water with 30 to 40 bass landed and who knows how many others lost. The Muskie would have gone 43 inches and pretty close to 25 pounds with a quick estimate. This was the icing on the cake!

I fished with Dave & Jeff today on a local lake for smallies, and tried a little Muskie action as well. To say it was a tough day would have been an understatement! We began the day with sunshine and a 10 to 15 know wind from the SW and tried trolling for a while to see if we couldn’t hook up with a toothy critter. This apparently wasn’t going to happen and we switched to bass after a couple of hours of washing lures! It didn’t take Dave long to hook up with a nice smallie around 4 pounds, but this was to prove to be the only one landed in this area. There were a couple of other hits and one other fish briefly on, but nothing came to net. By now the winds had intensified and I thought I would try an area fully exposed to the elements of Mother Nature before it got too bad. We threw spinnerbaits, jerk-baits and tubes to these fish but had limited success here as well. Jeff managed to get into a few fish on a spinnerbait, but nothing to write home about. We did manage to see several large smallies roaming around and this made it all that much more frustrating as they wouldn’t bite. With the increase in wind to 25 or 30 knots, the boat control became a little more difficult and eventually we gave up on this area all together and changed back to Muskie trolling. By now the conditions were 3 to 4 footers with an occasional 5 footer thrown in for good measure and even the trolling was difficult. I had to resort to using the big motor just to get the speed up enough to control the troll. I marked plenty of baitfish as well as large fish and really thought we would score, but this wasn’t to be the case. We trolled around for a couple more hours in several places marking huge hooks on the sonar, but no cooperation on the part of the fish. Eventually we decided to try one last attempt at smallies and hit another area on the way in. Dave had a shot at one good fish, but unfortunately it came unpinned shortly after hook up and that was all they wrote. By 4:00 PM we had enough and headed back to the boat launch as they had to get back early for an evening hockey game in Montreal. Tough bite today!