Utah Lake Slow with a Big March Cat 3/22/2024

[Piscophilic]

Jon and I fished out of Lincoln on Friday 3/22/2024. We were hoping to find a walleye or two and start locating some cats. We should never have said walleye. Left the harbor a bit before 3 P.M. Water was temp was 51 inside and 49 in the main lake with air above 60. Should have been decent for eyes and reasonable for early cats. For the day we ended up with 8 cats and 2 WB. The cat season has begun.
 
We started out strolling for cats in the afternoon warmth, we were a half a mile or more off the orchards. We worked in and out for 2 hours with nary a sniff. So we moved a bit farther south to hit a shallow water spot I used to love. Jeff had found cats shallow earlier in the week, so maybe we would here.

Time had changed the reed patterns over the last 4 low water years and my little spot was not there anymore. We set up in 2.5 FOW anyway and fished for 30 minutes or so. When the wind suddenly gusted to 15 or so, we decided to pull the gear and start our evening walleye search. 2 of the 4 rods had tangled in the sunken brush. I broke off a bobber on one, we found the worm half gone on a second rod. The third was unmolested and the last one was snagged badly, but clearly had a fish on it. In the gusty wind we had to make 3 or 4 passes at the tangled fish, but I was able to lift the branch near the surface and Jon finally netted it. My first cat of the year was fat, 28.5” long and right at 10 pounds. Thank goodness for the 40 lb leader, the main line broke just as the fish was netted, but the second hook on the leader was lodged in the branch.





 
We eased out to 6 FOW, tossed out some jigs, SnG’s and a crankbait and trolled the rock edges as we worked our way back up to the orchards and the wading warriors. Halfway back I got decent white on a jig. Yippee, we had fresh bait!





The next 3 hours we tossed plastics into the rocks, almost to no avail. We had maybe 3 or 4 hits between us and one of them resulted in my second white bass of the day.





By 9 P.M. or so we had reached the L and still weren’t finding anything so I turned the boat west and when the water dropped off to 12 feet we put the cat gear back in, this time with fresh WB and renewed optimism. Again, nary a sniff for an hour. I looked at Jon and said: “In 50 degree water those cats are feeding somewhere. Let’s pull the gear and do a more drastic relocation.” It was the best decision of the trip.
 
15 Minutes later we started putting the gear back in the water a mile or so east of Lincoln harbor and in about 10 FOW. I pointed the boat south and we started searching for the right depth. 20 minutes of 0.5 to 0.8 MPH and nothing and then to our surprise my back rod went bendo! My second cat was a 23” Utah lake cookie cutter that was feeding in just under over 8 FOW. In the next 10 minutes Jon got 2 more around 27 inches. “Hey Jon, I think we found them,” I said with a grin.






We worked all the way into 3 FOW and got no more hits, but we started snagging all the rods on roots or sunken reeds, so we headed out again. When we got back to 10 FOW without any more hits, Jon said: “Maybe they are only hitting when we go south.” (Into the wind). We turned around and headed south again.
That tack in produced 2 more nice cats so we turned around and went back out. Again, not a sniff going with the wind even though I tried to keep the strolling speed the same. At 10 FOW we turned around again and when we hit the 8.5 to 7.5 foot deep “zone” we got another cat and a couple of pop and drops.





We had been working our way in and out but also back west toward the harbor. We stopped going in shallow and just zig zagged through the zone, but it seemed we had lost the fish. It was almost midnight, so maybe they were smarter than us and had just gone to bed.
 
We were starting to get cold and I was just about to say we should call it a night. I turned us back to a southerly direction for one last pass and cranked up the electric a little to compensate for bucking the wind. The wind slacked so I had over corrected and when I looked a few minutes later we were screaming along at 1.2 MPH. I muttered that I had us going too fast and cut it back a couple of notches. I had barely sat back down when I saw a funny tap on my back rod. I started to think the increased speed had excited a whitie, when I saw the rod tip stop moving. No jiggles and no bouncing on the bottom. Something was swimming with the bait. Just as I got the rod it started making a slow bend so I set the hook. It felt at first like dead weight or a large stick gliding through the water. “Could this be a big ole walleye?” I thought.


The fish headed toward Jon’s side of the boat and he asked if he should reel in his rods. I told him I thought we were fine, it was way behind the boat and acting like it would make a wide slow swing to that side. 2 minutes later it was 100 feet out and running parallel to Jon’s side. “It’s out running the boat!” I joked to Jon. It hadn’t seemed excited yet so I leaned on the rod a little more to try to judge the size and nothing budged. “This could be a big fish,” I said with a grin.
 
A minute later it turned back toward the boat in somewhat more of a run. I got back most of the line and then it just dogged for a minute or so and came up beside the boat like it was spent. In the dark I couldn’t see the body, but it was an impressive head. Jon leaned over to net it and just before the net hit the water it found its bearings and bolted straight for the big motor. I shoved the rod down quickly to keep the line from rubbing and almost lost my grip on the rod. I told Jon: “Guess she wasn’t done! I’m sure glad I changed out those spools just before dark. The 10 pound main line I had been using for trout might not have survived that run!”

A short while later she was back beside the boat and Jon got her in the net. “That’s a big cat!” I said, “Great cat Jon answered.”





The board said 32” and the scale said 15 pounds! Tied for my PB in length and second best in weight! Definitely my biggest March cat to date. We did a few high fives, fished the pictures and released her to battle again.

It was a memorable fight in 50 degree water. I hope we meet again when the water is warm!

While we were taking pictures the south wind had suddenly gone from 5 to almost 20 and I told Jon we’d better head in. We got to the dock a little after 1 A.M. I had guessed wrong, the wind had died back down, but we both agreed it was the wiser decision.

All the way in and back home, Jon was more excited that I was. “That one fish made the whole night worth it,” and “That’s the earliest you’ve ever broken 30” isn’t it!” I simply said, ”If this is any indication of how this cat season is going to play out, it will be a great one!”

[Kent]

Congratulations on catching a great catfish.

[Cowboypirate]

What a great start to the year. Congrats

[Piscophilic]

Congratulations on catching a great catfish.

Thanks Kent! It's no sturgeon but I still like chasing them

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What a great start to the year. Congrats

Thanks CP! It will be hard to keep going up from here, but that's part of the fun.

[Boatloadakids]

Great catch Jim. I had to read your post while watching big snowflakes falling outside which kinda put a damper on the fun of reading your account. I hope your early catch was an indication of a better season to come this year. We won't have to worry about low water levels. When those big cats start to wallow in shallow water it is going to be tough to work through all the submerged snags. I'm hoping for warm weather and warmer water temps by next week. Again, great catch!

[Mooseman75]

I saw you out there just past the orchards on Friday. I was going to text you and ask how the fishing was but you were getting ready to move from where you were anchored too move. I thought because of wind but guess not. It was because you were on the hunt for a monster cat, great job that's exciting.

[SkunkedAgain]

Hey Jim, that was a great early catch, you really pushed up the 30" timeframe this year... Do you usually fish this late at night, this time of year? It seems like the local bite seems to die off at sundown, but maybe they are just moving to a deeper spot... I'm going to have to get my cat trolling going again, I haven't done as good from the boat as I did from the toon, so I don't try it as often, but you sure have shown it's a great way to find the big cats... Thanks for a great report.. J

[Dirt Bag]

Great catch Jim. I had to read your post while watching big snowflakes falling outside which kinda put a damper on the fun of reading your account. I hope your early catch was an indication of a better season to come this year. We won't have to worry about low water levels. When those big cats start to wallow in shallow water it is going to be tough to work through all the submerged snags. I'm hoping for warm weather and warmer water temps by next week. Again, great catch!

Thanks Lynn! I had snow on my lawn by Sunday morning and it still doesn't look like spring out there. I won't get out again until the first weekend in April, and from the long term weather guesscast, I wouldn't be surprised if the water temps are still barely 50 degrees! I agree that the higher water is going to make getting a big cat out of the snags tough! I might have to break out the salt water gear for them

Actually, I have never landed many over 30 in the 6 weeks from late May to about July 1. Just like the early spring, I'm still trying to figure that time frame out. So much to try and so little time!

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I saw you out there just past the orchards on Friday. I was going to text you and ask how the fishing was but you were getting ready to move from where you were anchored too move. I thought because of wind but guess not. It was because you were on the hunt for a monster cat, great job that's exciting.

Thanks Justin! We thought about staying, at the spot you saw us leaving, because we did find 1 nice cat there, but Jon said we would lose too many to the snags and we wanted to chase walleye during the dusk timeframe. Don't hesitate to text or call, I'm always willing to chat. Of course that is only if I hear the phone and I hear phone calls better text alerts.

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Hey Jim, that was a great early catch, you really pushed up the 30" timeframe this year... Do you usually fish this late at night, this time of year?  It seems like the local bite seems to die off at sundown, but maybe they are just moving to a deeper spot... I'm going to have to get my cat trolling going again, I haven't done as good from the boat as I did from the toon, so I  don't try it as often, but you sure have shown it's a great way to find the big cats... Thanks for a great report.. J

Thanks Jeff, I was pretty excited when it hit the bottom of the boat! As for the late at night, the jury is still out in my mind. I don't usually fish that late at all and especially when it is still early in the spring. I stayed because I was trying to redeem myself. I had told Jon that the cats were feeding somewhere if the water was 50 degrees and I was determined to find them rather than have egg on my face. I think we would have caught cats just about as fast in that same area had we fished there in the afternoon. "You cain't ketch um where they ain't"

I do have a couple of data points that several species are more active at night in cold water. I was really surprised to find that fishing for stripers at Elephant Butte in New Mexico. We fished all day one time and saw lots of bait and stripers on the graphs, but as TubeDude says, they just raised their middle fins as we passed. Then just after sunset we got two nice ones. I then went back a week later and fished only at night and we got 4 in 2 hours. I miss Elephant Butte sometimes. The average white bass was over 2 pounds and we got sever stripers over a yard long.

I would say that I do a late trip for cats in the spring maybe once a year. We usually find some, but never before have we found one like this. So I say the jury is still out. Running the experiments is sure fun though! As you know, I have had some very good days for multiple big fish in the fall, but never at night.

[TubeDude]

Way to get it going, Jim.  I'll be out of action until I get my minor corrective eye surgery next month.  But after that I'll be able to lend some immoral support.

[Piscophilic]

Way to get it going, Jim.  I'll be out of action until I get my minor corrective eye surgery next month.  But after that I'll be able to lend some immoral support.

Thanks Pat! I hope your surgery goes well and recovery is quick. I'm still hoping we can get together again this year.

[SkunkedAgain]

Hey Jim, I guess I'm a fair condition cat fisher, I don't mind fishing at night during the summer, but I don't think I'd like the chill this time of year, but I can't argue with your catch, that was a monster fish... Maybe I'd get to fish more if I wasn't a wimp towards night fishing... Congrats and keep up the good work... J

[TubeDude]

Way to get it going, Jim.  I'll be out of action until I get my minor corrective eye surgery next month.  But after that I'll be able to lend some immoral support.

Thanks Pat! I hope your surgery goes well and recovery is quick. I'm still hoping we can get together again this year.

Me too.  Somehow we missed connections last year.  Nothing too serious on the eye.  Had cataract surgery a few years ago and some scar buildup around the new lens needs to be removed.  Short and simple laser thing.  But in the meantime I'm functioning with good vision only in one eye.  Makes driving and stairs a challenge. 

I know you are a big fan of the SNGs.  I have been playing around a lot with using large buzz bait blades on some of my stuff and so far they have worked out pretty well.  Gotta sample you on a few to try.  Like the SNGs they spin with the slightest motion in the water...and they put out a lot of vibrations.  

Attaching pics of some my fave colors.  Let me know if there are any colors you would like to try and I'll fab up something for you to try.

[Dirt Bag]

Hey Jim, I guess I'm a fair condition cat fisher, I don't mind fishing at night during the summer, but I don't think I'd like the chill this time of year, but I can't argue with your catch, that was a monster fish... Maybe I'd get to fish more if I wasn't a wimp towards night fishing...  Congrats and keep up the good work... J

Hey Jeff, I thought that trip was almost balmy compared to my last Jordanelle trip. It was 12 degrees outside when we launched the boat!

[SkunkedAgain]

Hey Jim, I guess I'm a fair condition cat fisher, I don't mind fishing at night during the summer, but I don't think I'd like the chill this time of year, but I can't argue with your catch, that was a monster fish... Maybe I'd get to fish more if I wasn't a wimp towards night fishing...  Congrats and keep up the good work... J

Hey Jeff, I thought that trip was almost balmy compared to my last Jordanelle trip. It was 12 degrees outside when we launched the boat!

I guess if you go prepared for it, it's probably okay to do... I usually go thinking I'm going to quit at sundown and when I stay later and I don't have anything to cut the chill it seems to leave an impression on me about staying later...  So mostly just my lack of preparedness.. I don't know why it always seems colder in a boat than it does ice fishing, but I always seem to be colder in the boat... Between the wind you had that night and all I'm surprised you didn't notice it more... Guess you're just tough that way... Later J

[Springbuck1]

Jon and I fished out of Lincoln on Friday 3/22/2024. We were hoping to find a walleye or two and start locating some cats. We should never have said walleye. Left the harbor a bit before 3 P.M. Water was temp was 51 inside and 49 in the main lake with air above 60. Should have been decent for eyes and reasonable for early cats. For the day we ended up with 8 cats and 2 WB. The cat season has begun.
 
We started out strolling for cats in the afternoon warmth, we were a half a mile or more off the orchards. We worked in and out for 2 hours with nary a sniff. So we moved a bit farther south to hit a shallow water spot I used to love. Jeff had found cats shallow earlier in the week, so maybe we would here.

Time had changed the reed patterns over the last 4 low water years and my little spot was not there anymore. We set up in 2.5 FOW anyway and fished for 30 minutes or so. When the wind suddenly gusted to 15 or so, we decided to pull the gear and start our evening walleye search. 2 of the 4 rods had tangled in the sunken brush. I broke off a bobber on one, we found the worm half gone on a second rod. The third was unmolested and the last one was snagged badly, but clearly had a fish on it. In the gusty wind we had to make 3 or 4 passes at the tangled fish, but I was able to lift the branch near the surface and Jon finally netted it. My first cat of the year was fat, 28.5” long and right at 10 pounds. Thank goodness for the 40 lb leader, the main line broke just as the fish was netted, but the second hook on the leader was lodged in the branch.





 
We eased out to 6 FOW, tossed out some jigs, SnG’s and a crankbait and trolled the rock edges as we worked our way back up to the orchards and the wading warriors. Halfway back I got decent white on a jig. Yippee, we had fresh bait!





The next 3 hours we tossed plastics into the rocks, almost to no avail. We had maybe 3 or 4 hits between us and one of them resulted in my second white bass of the day.





By 9 P.M. or so we had reached the L and still weren’t finding anything so I turned the boat west and when the water dropped off to 12 feet we put the cat gear back in, this time with fresh WB and renewed optimism. Again, nary a sniff for an hour. I looked at Jon and said: “In 50 degree water those cats are feeding somewhere. Let’s pull the gear and do a more drastic relocation.” It was the best decision of the trip.
 
15 Minutes later we started putting the gear back in the water a mile or so east of Lincoln harbor and in about 10 FOW. I pointed the boat south and we started searching for the right depth. 20 minutes of 0.5 to 0.8 MPH and nothing and then to our surprise my back rod went bendo! My second cat was a 23” Utah lake cookie cutter that was feeding in just under over 8 FOW. In the next 10 minutes Jon got 2 more around 27 inches. “Hey Jon, I think we found them,” I said with a grin.






We worked all the way into 3 FOW and got no more hits, but we started snagging all the rods on roots or sunken reeds, so we headed out again. When we got back to 10 FOW without any more hits, Jon said: “Maybe they are only hitting when we go south.” (Into the wind). We turned around and headed south again.
That tack in produced 2 more nice cats so we turned around and went back out. Again, not a sniff going with the wind even though I tried to keep the strolling speed the same. At 10 FOW we turned around again and when we hit the 8.5 to 7.5 foot deep “zone” we got another cat and a couple of pop and drops.





We had been working our way in and out but also back west toward the harbor. We stopped going in shallow and just zig zagged through the zone, but it seemed we had lost the fish. It was almost midnight, so maybe they were smarter than us and had just gone to bed.
 
We were starting to get cold and I was just about to say we should call it a night. I turned us back to a southerly direction for one last pass and cranked up the electric a little to compensate for bucking the wind. The wind slacked so I had over corrected and when I looked a few minutes later we were screaming along at 1.2 MPH. I muttered that I had us going too fast and cut it back a couple of notches. I had barely sat back down when I saw a funny tap on my back rod. I started to think the increased speed had excited a whitie, when I saw the rod tip stop moving. No jiggles and no bouncing on the bottom. Something was swimming with the bait. Just as I got the rod it started making a slow bend so I set the hook. It felt at first like dead weight or a large stick gliding through the water. “Could this be a big ole walleye?” I thought.


The fish headed toward Jon’s side of the boat and he asked if he should reel in his rods. I told him I thought we were fine, it was way behind the boat and acting like it would make a wide slow swing to that side. 2 minutes later it was 100 feet out and running parallel to Jon’s side. “It’s out running the boat!” I joked to Jon. It hadn’t seemed excited yet so I leaned on the rod a little more to try to judge the size and nothing budged. “This could be a big fish,” I said with a grin.
 
A minute later it turned back toward the boat in somewhat more of a run. I got back most of the line and then it just dogged for a minute or so and came up beside the boat like it was spent. In the dark I couldn’t see the body, but it was an impressive head. Jon leaned over to net it and just before the net hit the water it found its bearings and bolted st

[Piscophilic]

Way to get it going, Jim.  I'll be out of action until I get my minor corrective eye surgery next month.  But after that I'll be able to lend some immoral support.

Thanks Pat! I hope your surgery goes well and recovery is quick. I'm still hoping we can get together again this year.

Me too.  Somehow we missed connections last year.  Nothing too serious on the eye.  Had cataract surgery a few years ago and some scar buildup around the new lens needs to be removed.  Short and simple laser thing.  But in the meantime I'm functioning with good vision only in one eye.  Makes driving and stairs a challenge. 

I know you are a big fan of the SNGs.  I have been playing around a lot with using large buzz bait blades on some of my stuff and so far they have worked out pretty well.  Gotta sample you on a few to try.  Like the SNGs they spin with the slightest motion in the water...and they put out a lot of vibrations.  

Attaching pics of some my fave colors.  Let me know if there are any colors you would like to try and I'll fab up something for you to try.



Hey Pat, Thanks for the kind offer. I missed this part of the reply at first. Then I had to go and check my stock of TubeDude originals. I will send you a PM.