12-06-2004, 12:53 AM
I got out of the house this morning two hours after I had intended, I still haven't quite gotten used to family life. I guess it was for the best that my fishing partner backed out on me. Finally got to Scofield about 10:00 AM. I followed Out4trouts sugestion on location (east side of lake). I walked past Ironworker on my way out and stopped and introduced myself as a fellow BFTer. He said the fishing had been slow, they had been there since 7:30 and only had two fish on the ice. He did tell me that one fish hit his jig so hard that it broke the eyelet off. I wondered out another 100 yards or so and found a spot in 14 feet of water. Fifteen minutes later I had two fish on the ice and sent a third back to be caught another day. Things cooled off after that for a half an hour or so, then bam I bring up a bow with something hanging out of its mouth. On further inspection I realize it is a white "whatacricket" on a white jig head that is missing the eyelet. I removed the new jig and sent the fish back, took the jig over to Ironworker and we had a good laugh about the coincidence of both of us getting a piece of the same fish. Pink ratfinks worked like a champ until noon when the sun went behind the clouds and the W picked up. I could still see fish come in on the sonar, but they would either pass by or give my jig just the tiniest of inspection taps. I changed to a chartruese whatacricket and with a little more active jigging presentation started getting fish to hook up again. I fished until 2:00 and totaled 16 fish in all. All were between 12 and 14 inches except one small one. Fishing was streaky all day. I would get 3 or 4 in a fifteen minute stretch and then the whole would go cold for 30 to 45 minutes, then bang, bang, bang again.
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