Cough…Cough..Called in sick to work today to get out and do some more Ice Fishing. The morning started out with me hitting the snooze button on my alarm 5 times which resulted in me getting a late start driving out to the valley. After seeing all the traffic coming in to Anchortown it made me realize what a great idea it was not going to work today. After a stop at Fred’s I finally make it to AkNook’s house. After loading up all the gear we hit the road back to the same lake we hit last weekend. After seeing all the traffic heading the other way, we are both pretty stoked that we will have a good day slaying the fish. A few miles later and some bullshitting involved between the two of us, we spot a SUV on the side of the road that looks broke down. Coming around the corner, I’m quick to point out that it looks like a Trooper vehicle. Not noticing the speed we are traveling at, I notice the brake lights light up and not 5 seconds later we get the Christmas light treatment behind us. The officer pulls us over and eventually lets us off with a warning for going 57 in a 45. I believe he let us go because all the signs on the road were covered in snow, but who knows, maybe it was karma? We finally make to the lake and set up show 10 feet from the last holes we drilled, the same holes where we saw the “hogs” the last time. Most of the day goes by and we still don’t have a fish worth bragging about, so we pack everything in and move to the other side of the lake. I land one semi-decent fish and we leave the spot after an hour of fishing. Being so close to another lake, we pack it in and head to the other lake. Another hour goes by and we haven’t seen a single fish, talk about a teenage wasteland! We head back to our original spot on the first lake and end up seeing a couple of fish, but not hooking into any. What’s with this lake? Someday I will figure it out…
Hit a valley lake today for more ice fishing action. Weather was 15 below and clear when we arrived, brr…started out about 50 yards from the bank in about 40 feet of water, caught one small Arctic Char in about 2 hours of fishing. After those slow two hours we moved about half way to the bank to see if we can increase our odds of catching a fish (I’m partial to shallow water fishing). Once we get everything moved and the heater set up inside the portable shanty, I realize that we still cannot see the bottom of the lake. Turns out we are still in about 30 feet of water even though we moved half way to the bank. WTF right? After 20 mins and no bites, we decide to move the hut one more time. This time we set up shop about 10 feet from the bank. After setting up and drilling holes for the shanty, we realize this is just about right, 8 feet of water. We can see the bottom and the fishing immediately gets better. We land some small stockers and lose one hog of a Rainbow. Not sure what happened on it, I was peering over AKNook’s head and saw the ‘bow completely inhale the good size shrimp he had on his line. I tell him to “wait”, “wait,” “wait,” and immediately yell, “Set it, set it, set it” once I see the fish had the whole setup in his throat. After fighting the fish for a few seconds up to the hole, it gets off. ****! Talk about heart breaking after the long slow start! I immediately razz him for horsing the fish to quick, but it was me who told him to set the hook. J What is he to do? Canadians! After things slow down, we start trying different rigs. Eggs, More Shrimp, Grubs, you name it, we threw the whole kitchen sink at the fish, nothing! The rest of the day was pretty uneventful even though we kept seeing a lot of big fish around our ice holes. Then something exciting happened, while focusing down my hole on the grubs I currently had down there, I suddenly see a creature appear at the bottom of my ice hole. What is it I’m thinking? As it’s coming up the hole, I then begin to panic. Suddenly my chair goes flying backward and I’m screaming at the top of my lungs like a little girl getting what she always wanted for Christmas. I’ll be damned if it didn’t look like a giant bull frog! Turns out it was a Muskrat. LOL! Once things settle down an AkNook has the **** scared out him I realize what had just happened. Never in my life would I think a Muskrat would come up from the shallows and up my ice hole, she never did come completely out of the hole probably due to all the commotion I had caused. After a few seconds I was laughing uncontrollably from the events that just happened. What a joke! Here AkNook was thinking I had hooked a big fish, but here I was scared to death thinking I was going to be eaten by Nessie, HA! Anyway, I ended up hooking a nice 18” Rainbow to take the title of fish of the day. Count this day as another one in the books for this SalmonSlayer looking for some fishing action!