This past weekend, Bri and I along with our good friends Matt and Luanne, went up to Bri’s family cabin for a fun and relaxing weekend on the water. As I said in my last post, Bri’s cabin is seriously one of my favorite places in the world. The fishing is fantastic but just being off the beaten path and away from the everyday hustle and bustle of the city is a treat all of it’s own. Anyone who knows us knows that sure we grew up in the city but our heart is in the country and we’re doing everything it takes to make the permanent move. I know I’m fortunate to get to many different lake destinations throughout the year but there’s something a bit more satisfying enjoying it with my family and good friends without all pressures of tournament fishing.
We were blessed with beautiful weather that gave way to clear nights with plenty of shooting stars to wish on, while we kicked it around a campfire, enjoying good conversation and roasting delicious pudgy pies. Ahh, pudgy pies, something I have never heard of that will now be a staple for me while sitting around a fire. I’m not sure whether to hate Matt and Lou or love them for it?
Some other highlights from our trip was climbing to the top of the ranger station overlooking the entire area. It’s really a breathtaking view all the way up there and never seems to get old. During a good old booze cruise, we also managed to breakdown in the pontoon on the complete other side of the lake, we couldn’t of been any further from the cabin! After trying like hell to paddle with zero success, finally a couple came to our rescue and towed us all the way back. Thank God for them two, otherwise we may still of been out there.
The fishing was good though it started slow. Matt and I started by fishing reeds with really nothing to show for it. We then went even shallower and started throwing around some topwater frogs through all the cover. The action was better here but still not what I was accustomed to on the lake. There was a lot of fish in these areas but they just weren’t wanting to eat the frog. I think we hooked maybe one for every five blowups. They were just smacking the bait, more pestered by it.
My wheels starting turning and I decided it was time to check another area of the lake. We were finding some action shallow just not with total success yet it was still good enough that I couldn’t get myself to completely abandon the shallows and head for deep water. So instead I picked a area of the lake that had a lot of boat docks but also had some mixed floating vegetation between them. I figured worst case that if we still couldn’t get bit real good on the pads that maybe we could bust a couple under docks.
It didn’t take but the first dock and I knew the answer to the question was found, I caught three good ones under one dock. We continued on that pattern and I don’t think I ever picked up my frog rod again, I just kept slinging jigs under docks and just kept catching fish after fish. The jig we were using was the one and only Tru Tungsten Jig, is there really any other kind?
Matt, who loves to fish more than anything but just doesn’t have the time to fish as much as most the people that get in the boat with me, hadn’t ever skipped a bait under a dock before, let alone a jig on heavy baitcasting gear. Between raising two kids and running his own auto garage, Gustavson Repair, it’s hard to get the time to learn such an advanced technique. You think I’d be easy on him and rig up a spinning rod with a senko on it but where’s the glory in that? If your going to learn something, learn it the right way from the beginning. Instead I handed him the exact same setup and was more than impressed at his determination to conquer it.
In fact it didn’t take to long at all and wouldn’t you know it he sets and lands a nice bass from under a dock on a jig. Not only was it his first dock fish but it was his first jig fish! It took me a long time to catch my first jig fish and he does it in less than an hour and under a boat dock! That’s sick!
After an awesome trip we capped it off with a night out a Zorba’s, yeah that’s right, Zorba’s with a Z. Though come Sunday morning I think we all mutually agreed that Zorba’s was probably the worst idea of the weekend. We were all a bit on the slower side if you know what I mean?
I gotta say that this past weekend was just what I needed, time with my beautiful wife, two dogs and some of our very best friends! I feel relaxed and recharged and chomping at the bit to get back on the water and put my game face on! The Silverado Tour hits Green Lake baby! I can’t wait!