Just got back! Had a glorious week of fine weather which I needed to weatherproof the cedar wood siding of the cabin. A huge job that needed to be done. Cut into the fishing big time but I still managed to fish everyday for about 4 hours, unfortunately, not always at what I consider to be prime time.
The scariest part. Only 1 inch of the top rung was making contact with the cabin. Long way to fall!
One of my buddies fishing out in front of the cabin. Good thing he's got a motor to get out there!
As good as the fishing was, which is surprising during a time that most consider to be the August doldrums, I couldn't have been more frustrated! The first hour I fished I hooked into 8 fish, and only landed 2 because of a family of 4 loons that tormented me to no end. Some of the fish were absolute beauties that they couldn't have swallowed at the best of times which made it even more exasperating. I eventually went in to get my slingshot and some pebbles which only helped slightly. They eventually left me to fish in peace.
PUBLIC ENEMY NO. 1!! (of four)
By week's end I had lost 8 flies to the loons. I was amazed that my 4 and 6 lb. tippit could bring a 15 lb. loon to the boat before eventually breaking off. Man, you have no idea how formidable a pissed off loon can look when it's 5 feet from your boat. Talk about giving you the evil eye. There was no way I was going to make an attempt to try and save my flies!!
The bugs that need to be imitated. And very closely at that...5 other boats on the lake on Sat. without a bite even after telling a few of them what depth, colour, and size to use.
Lots of dragons up there....very friendly creatures!
That was the scenario for the entire week except my last day, when the loons were probably too full to pester me. It was an amazing 4 1/2 hours of chrony fishing with no more than a couple of minutes between hits. I even kept a few fish knowing how difficult it will be this summer getting any salmon in the local rivers. It's funny but I rarely bonk fish out of my own lake. It's like my bird hunting friend up in Vernon who never shoots the pheasants on his own piece of property but doesn't bat an eyelash at doing it on his neighbour's. Go figure.
Bonked fish
4 lb. Beauty
Back this week for 3 summer Pro D Days, then back up to the lake until Labour Day before having to get back into the classroom to start teaching. Yuck! This summer went by entirely too quickly for my liking. Well, at least I got the one big job out of the way at the cabin. Now there's the sundeck! CHEERS!
Special Note For nature lovers out there, no loons were harmed during the fishing time experienced by the angler in this story. Number 16 chironomids (debarbed)....just like a mosquito to them. I'm just hoping they think of me as some kind of threat in the future and let me get down to some honest to goodness fishing. I'd hate to put out a bounty on them.
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