9-30-05 - Last chance...to NIGHT FISH!
Waters Fished: Root River
Fish Caught: 0/3 personally
Outing Date: 9-30-05
Air Temp: Mid 50's to Mid 60's
Water Temp: n/a
Water Level: 65 CFS
Water Color: muddy, visibility less than 1'
Fish Species: King Salmon, Steelhead
Pattern Fished: Eggs and Flying Bunnies
Pattern Color: Chartreuse, Purple etc..
Ah, this is a short one I guess. After finishing
up everything, Renee and I bolted for Racine...according to the
regs this is the last night of nightfishing on our tribs. As it
reads..."From October 1...". Well, imagine our surprise
when, while rigging up, we were stopped by a pair of CO's who were
out checking licenses. I mentioned we'd be fishing until midnight...according
to the CO who checked my license nightfishing was permitted THROUGH
October 1, which meant that technically a) we could fish past midnight
tonight and b) we could fish until midnight tomorrow (Saturday).
Well, we got on the water to find Rich, Jim, Kevin
and a few other anglers already down there fishin'. Gerry and John
K. had been out earlier in the afternoon and each landed several
kings, as well as a steelhead. I didn't get to see the steelie firsthand,
but Gerry and John know enough that I'm very confident that they
indeed did come in contact with one.
Rich was the first to hook up while we were down
there...got this great big king! After snapping a pic, I asked where
I should put Renee. "Up in those riffles where I just got this
one" was Rich's response.
Well, it wasn't fast action, but Renee was the
first to hookup. All too quickly the fish came off. Shortly thereafter,
I hooked up with a smaller fish in a deep pocket...again FISH OFF!
Most of our fellow anglers moved downstream while
Renee and I continued to work the riffles. Renee slid downstream
to fish under the bridge. My concentration was interrupted with
an EXPLOSION of water on the far shore, just upstream from where
Renee was fishing. She Shrieked in excitement, but this one turned
and ran downstream...FISH OFF!
RATS! Seems like Renee was the lucky charm, because
right after she hooked up I too tied into a fish. At first I thought
I was snagged up, but then, as you've probably heard others say,
the "Bottom" started moving. I really don't know what's
up...this one got away too!
Towards 11:00 PM the action just tapered off into
nonexistent. Rich and Kevin called it a night. Jim, Renee and I
decided to give it a shot downstream. After checking the weir (roughly
700 kings processed, 100 cohos, 15 browns and 45 steelies) we continued
moving downstream to a small patch of gravel immediately above a
Not wanting to press our luck, we fished until
midnight despite the OK from the CO that "tonight" was
not in fact the end of legal fishin' time. Jim moved upstream to
the tailout at the head of the riffles. While hopeless tangled in
the brush on the far side of the stream, a King magically appeared
at his feet! Jim called me up and asked me to catch the fish...he
was out of play. 3 drifts, I hooked up, and AGAIN the fish popped
Well, I was content to call it a night, but Renee
and Jim kept fishing. As I watched, now dangerously close to midnight,
another fish simply parked in shallow water right in front of me.
Oh, what the HECK!
Unfortunately, I made a bad drift and found myself
tied into the pectoral on this fish. RATS! I should've just kept
my rod packed up for the night.