This morning I awoke just before 6am, poured a coffee and fired up the computer. As it turned out Tackle Shop had gotten up at the same time to take Sid the Kid to work, only thing was that Sid was sick and wasn't going in and hadn't told his dad. So... he's up early for no reason and I'm doing my usual nothing.
The only plan was to get me back home for bed by early afternoon so for a short trip I suggested we travel north and try the Nottawasauga River for some steelhead, redhorse, and possibly sturgeon. We arrived by the river in the town of Ivy just after 7:30 to find it completely blown out. Luckily Lake Simcoe was only 5 miles to the east and in less than 15 minutes we were standing on the end of the public dock in Belle Ewart admiring a 15" yellow perch caught by a not-so-friendly local. Aside from the hostile locals jealously guarding the end of the dock, we decided to move on because there was a 30mph cold wind blowing in from the lake!
Earlier this week TS had shown me a You Tube video, "The Blue Ice Report", showing several people landing crappies one after another. The interesting thing about this video was that I recognized the marina and it was only a few miles to the south in Gilford. Another thing is that all the drainage ditches in the area were full of shiners, so finding bait wasn't going to be an issue.
After an hour or so, Tackle Shop decided to join me and set up at the end of the dock I was on and proceeded to slam a school of jumbo rockbass averaging over 12", the largest close to 16". Soon afterward an attractive woman carrying a rod showed up and immediately landed a 3lb bass, only to be chased off by the owner because she didn't have the $5 entry fee. Rats. A few minutes later TS had one of his own.
|father, son, and me in the background|
So... not too shabby for an unexpected trip out on a day that where I'd probably just surf the net! A Sunday panfish surprise indeed!