9-6-04 - Back to the harbor - unfortunately "the
season" has started!
Waters Fished: Kenosha Harbor
Fish Caught: 0
Outing Date: 9-6-04
Weather: NICE, the wind had just switched back to West for the afternoon.
Air Temp: upper 60's?
Water Temp: didn't take it
Water Level: Normal
Water Color: Blue, about 3' visibility
Fish Species: Brown Trout, Rainbow Trout
Pattern Fished: Kastmasters, Krocs, Cleos
Pattern Color: Silver & Blue mostly on the spoons, but cleos
in various glow configurations
Fishing Quality: Honestly, Poor
Most of my day was spent rod building, eating pizza from the best
little place I know, and eventually sauntering over to the harbor,
belly still FULL of tasty ZAA. Renee came with today!
The usual suspects were out, George & Ken were around, and
Jim K. aka. MS2 AKA MuskieSlayer 2.0 brought Lee and Kenny with
for a shot at the harbor. Man, it's been far too long since I got
to see Jim, Lee and Kenny!
Unfortunately the people will dominate this report. As usual there
were plenty of nice ones...Renee and I took a really bad opening
spot to begin with...when some folks left I ran over to see if the
gentleman still there minded if we fished...no problem. That's the
way things should be...be nice, have respect, ask before you just
go ahead. Manners will take you a lot farther this season.
The only real highlight from my point of view was watching Renee
light up and say, rather hesitantly, "I think I have something...".
Meanwhile her rod is being dragged all over the place, bent over
as much as a stout rod can be. Renee did her best....the fish bested
her. That seems pretty typical lately.
After helpin' Renee find her way home, I came back to find my spot
squatted by two folks who had just slid on in. All my gear was there,
I'm sure George said something, but apparently they didn't hear
or care or somethin'. Guess it's that time of year. The Father in
the pair hooked up with a massive fish...brought in a silver buck
King Salmon. The net they had come with was far too small so I graciously
lent them mine. Unfortunately this king was fouled in the pectoral.
Well the father/son duo fished for a bit longer....I found another
spot just slightly off my original location....I too hooked up and
unfortunately brought in a brown trout much smaller than I expected.
It felt bigger because it too was fouled, this time in the side.
But while I'm fighting this fish some guy moves in and starts fishing
from the rock I had just been standing on, not more than 10 feet
from where I am, while I'm still fighting the fish. Then, after
my ordeal is done, he asks if he can use my spotlight. Man I'm glad
I'm a patient guy.
Thankfully this guy didn't totally bogart my spot, and when the
Duo took off I got my ORIGINAL Flat Rock spot back. The spot didn't
make any difference though. Ken hooked up with one late in the game
but didn't bring it in. While he was fighting the fish some guys
in a boat were coming into the channel bringing up their trolling
rigs. I was SHOUTING "Fish On" and waving them off; at
first there was no response but moments before they would've cut
Ken off the cut their engine. NOW THAT's COURTESY and for the guys
who were in the boat, THANKS and you're gentlemen among all the
others. Unfortunately we never got to see what Ken had...another
"fish off" kinda day.
Folks, for the record, don't bother asking me how the harbor is
doing 'cause I'll keep telling you the same thing...right now it
sucks. It's gonna take a change in the wind pattern (currently,
as I write this, it's been out of the North East all week) and perhaps
even more to get these fish back on the feedbag.