It remained overcast all night, which is probably why this is the warmest morning we have had—approximately 50 degrees at breakfast time.
Everyone was a little reluctant to go out this morning. “Cumulative fatigue” has set in. It was well after 8 AM before we were all on the water again. Joe and David headed north while John and I went back to the river.
We went slowly down to the rocks and then even more slowly past them to the trailhead. We picked up five pike in all, including a 25-inch fish and a 27-inch fish, both caught right where Joe and David had cut tree branches for firewood the day before. Two other pike were really, really small—only around 9 inches and 12 inches. John also caught one of the “other” fish, a river chub about 6 inches long.
Rich with one of the "Located" pike.
We felt pretty good until we got back to the cabin for lunch and learned that Joe and David had caught 5 pike, including a couple 28-30 inches long and had had one that stripped line and towed the boat for a short period before shaking the hook. They had been fishing the shallows to the west of the islands and were on their way back for more.
John and I went across the lake to try the west shore from the round knob to the south end. John lost a lure and a small pike when the line parted, whether from the fish’s teeth or a fatigued knot…. I caught one 20-inch pike near the rocks at the southernmost tip of the lake.
Joe and David caught five more pike with two or three in the 28-30 inch range in the afternoon.
We pulled the boats out of the water when we got back to the dock and removed the gas tanks and motors.
Total fish for the day: 16 pike, 1 “other”
Dinner tonight was grilled hamburger.
We sit on the porch and watch about 10 tree swallows whirl and dive in front of the cabin snapping up mosquitoes (almost as large as the swallows) and the increasing number of black flies (almost as darting as the swallows). The black flies have definitely increased in number and keep us going into the cabin fro some relief
Active Swallow Rests on the Fish Cleaning Station
(Notice the trees across the lake. We couldn't see them on Sunday morning.)
All that remains now is to clean-up, pack-up and head home.
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