7-11-04 - I spoke too soon...rain yet AGAIN!
Waters Fished: Waterloo Creek, Borah Creek, Castle
Rock Creek, Blue River, Lake Michigan (Kenosha Harbor)
Fish Caught: 0 @#$!
Outing Date: 7-11-04
Weather: Cloudy turning to Thunderstorms, afternoon and evening
Air Temp: around 80F
Water Temp: didn't take them
Water Level: creeks were rising
Water Color: All creeks were MUDDY...Kenosha Harbor visibility several
Fish Species: Brown Trout (Inland and Great Lakes), Rainbow Trout
Pattern Fished: Chicago Leech, Griffith's Gnat, Kastmasters
Pattern Color: Black Leach, per pattern, varying colors, silver
and green was supposedly the best choice.
Fishing Quality: WTF?!!!!
So I got up maybe around 8:00 AM to find that G-man
and T-Bone had already gone out and gotten a combined bag limit
of Rainbows. UM, no one woke me up?!
Breakfast was quick as always....the primary concern
is getting on the water! We did stop though, as FAT found a Hex
fluttering about. A photoshoot on the hood of the Bitchin' Camaro
was in order.
And then they were off to fish. I split up from
the rest of the group to go back to the access point on the Waterloo...I
had lost my last pair of Polarized Glasses either there, or on the
way back from there. Then again they could just be buried in the
Well, no luck finding the glasses, but I did run
into an angler who was doing well in the same hole I had landed
my fish from the night before. No doubt one or two of those fish
he landed might have been fish I caught just hours earlier. Catch
& Release does work folks!
After no luck finding the glasses, I sat for a
bit and tied up more flies...the water was clearing but still dirty
enough that the Leech would work well. Finally, I got downstream
into the fly only section and found the rest of our gang parked
there. It had started to rain...first a drizzle I thought would
pass but instead it became a full fledged deluge. Still dry, I sat
in the car and waited for everyone to emerge from the grass...they
came runnin, fully soaked. Just before the rain really started coming
down, G-man got his best trout to date, a 19" wild Waterloo
We thought maybe that the rain wasn't so bad to
the south, so we reconvened about 10 miles from the secret stream...after
all that driving it was still a downpour! Um, didn't look like we'd
be having good luck here, so T-bone turned around and headed towards
MN (on the way he stopped at Little Paint and got a couple rainbows).
Meanwhile the rest of the WI/IL crew drove to Fennimore...time again
for Casey's Pizza. G-man, totally uninitiated in the fine cuisine
that is gas station pizza, has now seen the light!
And from here I went solo..the rest heading home
to accomplish other tasks instead of fish in the mud. I however,
was convinced that if I played my cards right, I could still catch
a fish. I tied flies for a while until the rain stopped and blue
started poking through the clouds.
My first stop was Borah Creek. Small and TOTALLY
muddy. I'm sure it would have cleared up relatively quickly, but
I didn't have time to sit and wait. Heck, I couldn't even find the
access point even though I had a map that clearly showed where it
SHOULD have been!
Next stop, Castle Rock Creek. To make a long story
short, the bugs drove me off. It sounded like an air raid. I am
still scratchin. To top it off, I think I got some poison oak or
sumac or ivy or whatever...I have some nice clear blisters on the
soft side of my arm now!
I figured it was best if I continued homeward,
so the next stop was the Blue River. I found an access, walked down,
spooked up a certain reptilian beast, and after taking pictures
started fishin. At this time, with all the muddy water, I had a
HUGE Chicago Leech on (#2!). Under a bridge I noticed fish regularly
feeding on the surface. I tried dragging my #2 leech through them
and got nothing.
Back to the car, changed up to a Griffith's Gnat,
a good choice when fish are feeding on the surface but there's no
distinct hatch going on. First cast, hit and a miss.
Again, long story short, no need to get into details,
I landed ooddles of chubs. I am now confident that every riser under
that bridge was a CHUB, well except maybe the one fish that snapped
me off?! Either it was a good trout OR I had simply not paid any
attention to the status of my tippet.
So I got back to driving, got ahold of Chromeseeker
between Dodgeville and Madison...he was headed to Kenosha Harbor.
What the heck!
By the time I finally made it to Kenosha Harbor,
Chromeseeker had literally just left. Apparently some morons, jealous
that Bart was catching fish and they weren't, called the DNR to
report them as snaggers. Heck I think they even took down a license
What's even more surprising, apparently the DNR
actually showed up?! Well, I guess they had pictures of the fish
on the digital camera and showed them to the officer..spoon still
in the mouth!
So if you happen to be those guys, well, in some
respects if you REALLY thought Bart and Jacek were snagging...wait
what the heck am I talking about?! IN the harbor? I guess, if you
were throwing a huge treble hook and lead, you MIGHT snag some fish.
And during the fall, if the fish are REALLY THICK, I guess you might
foul one sometimes with a spoon. But SNAGGING in a 30 foot deep
harbor with a small spoon in JULY?! You guys are nuts. I'll leave
you with this - it's a link back to an earlier report (2-29-04)
from the last time someone accused us of snagging in the harbors.
Especially, I encourage you to watch THIS
VIDEO. You guys owe my buddies a BIG, FAT, GROVELING APPOLOGY.
Ok, that out of the way, I did stay and fish for
about 3 hours. NOTHING....I honestly can't say I had a single hit.
Conversely, the guy next to me hooked into a nice brown...no net,
no buddy, so I helped him bring it in.
That pretty much sums up the day. At a time when
I really should have come back with a more successful outing, well,
I think I choked!