5-07-03 - We froze.
Rivers Fished: Wilmette Harbor, Lake Michigan
Fish Caught: 0
Outing Date: 5-7-03
Weather: Totally cloudy & winds from the northwest.
Air Temp: 40's
Water Temp: ?? - haven't replaced the thermometer yet.
Water Level: N/A
Water Color: Blue & Cloudy
Fish Species: None
Pattern Fished: MP's Stock Baitfish
Pattern Color: white & blue
Fishing Quality: too cold to fish!
You can never put in enough time on the water.
Bart had made the trip to Waukegan on Tuesday; I got stuck working,
so we decided that Wed. we'd try something else...Wilmette Harbor
(aka. Gilson Park).
Got there about 6:15...the weather was cold and
windy. Overall the conditions were very forboding for a human...ideal
fishing weather! Bart noticed that there were seagulls everywhere..and
they were actively feeding. We had found the baitfish. There were
some spinning at the surface in the harbor. Now it was just a matter
of finding their predators.
Bart started casting spoons, and I tossed on my
9 wt. with sink tip and a leaded fly I tied up; MP's Stock Baitfish.
It's a white marabou pattern with lots of lead, flashabou and krystal
flash (not to mention bright yellow eyes). It was the best baitfish
imitation I could come up with in such short notice.
We set up by the mouth of the harbor where most
of the gulls were congregating. The rocks to our back did give some
comfort from the wind (it's amazing what a difference the trees
just back on the beach make in breaking the wind). I tried a couple
times to double-haul, but that was simply out of the question; the
wind coming at our backs over the rocks simply killed the back cast
dead. So for me it was the long-distance roll cast. On my best I
was able to make it maybe 1/3 of the way into the channel.
Both Chromeseeker and myself had a couple hits...I
found my best option was to let the fly sink and slowly strip-retrieve..about
2 seconds pause between pulling 1 foot of line seemed to work the
best for enticing a take. Unfortunately none were very solid..but
with a sand bottom and the "nature" of the hits I am confident
they were fish of some sort.
Things went on, but conditions deteriorated...simply
getting colder, darker, and more windy. By 7:30 we were chilled
to the core and fishless (well, Bart did get an Alewife before I
arrived). Oh well..you all know what they say about a bad day of