Monsters of the Deep

Date: Oct 15, 2007
Location: p. trizzy
Air temp: low 50s, windy and Rainy
Water temp: ???
Hatches: ?
Fish landed: a few small bass

Present members of the Fly Anglers Guild :|: Upper Midwest Chapter, for this outing were:

Tim
QuickDraw

Well Tim and I headed out to the trizzy around 3 pm the weather was "cold and wet and windy". We proclaimed that the weather was officially "muskie weather". There was good feeling in the air, we could both feel it, if the muskie had to jump into the boat in order for us to catch them then dag nab it that's what they would do, this was the time and the place.

After donning our muskie gear, we headed down to to the lake, there was a moderate chop on the lake and a brisk gale blowin' through. I noted that the lake level had risen approximately 1 fathom(1 foot, fathom just sounded better in the real world 1 fathom equals 6 feet, but for purposes of this story 1 fathom equals 1 foot). we headed out to the center of the lake to set adrift whilst we set the rigging for hauling the monsters from the deep. We loaded the new sinking tip line on my reel and headed for the shelter of the cove. in short order we were casting. not a lot was going on, other than cold and wind, the fish knew something that we didn't. we set up on some long drifts, from one end of the cove to the other end of the "J-hole". after a few hours of doing this with only 1 decent bass in the boat(tim caught on a green streamer), we decided to re-rig with a trolling outfit, and hunker down. we cast our lines astern and hoped that they would come back to us in a fight. Shortly after we started the trawl my line exploded, there was a steady pull, followed by some large tugs, there was a bona fide monster on the end. I tried to play him very carefully as I could, trying not to disturb the beast. I knew there was something of size on the other end, we fought for about a minute when the Leviathan began to breach the surface. 'twas a large piker about a yard in length and he was nettled to say the least. Tim had the net at the ready, and Just when we thought that we had the better of him, he showed us his teeth and mad a turn to the deep, and liberated himself from my ensnarement.

Sometimes that's how the story ends, this is one of those times.

on the way home I picked up some chipotle, tried the carnitas for the first time, I thought they sucked, next time I'm sticking with the chicken.