Category: ultralight

I drove an hour to this lake because Yellow Pe…

I drove an hour to this lake because Yellow Perch have been sampled in it, it would seem most of the fish willing to bite were just Bluegill

More After Work

Vacation and cold weather has kept me off the water for the last week, so I was anxious to get out again after work tonight. I picked yet another stretch of Willow Creek, a section I’ve often fished in the early season (going back to the days when the early season didn’t start until March).

Willow Creek can be tricky to wade, and I almost went for a swim when I tripped on a root. I managed to right myself just in time, and suffered nothing worse than one wet sleeve.

I caught the first trout within five minutes. It’s always good to remove the possibility of a skunk at the start.

The sky was overcast and that made it dark early in the evening. I caught four brown trout all together. I quit around 7:00 PM and was back home by 8:15.

Overall, I would rate this as another pleasant night on Willow Creek.

I had to weed through a lot of Bluegill before…

I had to weed through a lot of Bluegill before I finally fooled my first White Crappie of the day

Willow Creek After Work

Tonight was my first after-work trip this year. I picked up where I left off on Sunday on Willow Creek in Waushara County.

The temperature was up, almost to 60°F, and the fish were more willing to bite than they were this weekend. The wading was still a little tricky because of the depth and a bottom that was mucky in spots. But at least this time I didn’t go swimming in my waders!

I caught five brown trout, and the biggest was probably around eleven inches.

Five trout on a work night. That’s not bad for this time of year!

It felt like this might be the last trip until fall where I can skip the bug spray. We’ll see if maybe I can get one or two more trips in without resorting to the DEET.

I really can’t stress how much I enjoy catchin…

I really can’t stress how much I enjoy catching bluegill on an ultralight

Today, the Trout Almost Won

It was still cold this morning, but the afternoon was promising temperatures in the mid 40s °F. One of my mainstays is Willow Creek in Waushara County, and I had not fished it yet this year. So, off I went and I arrived at stream side at about 12:30.

The water felt really cold. The section I chose had some pretty deep stretches, and so my legs didn’t get much relief from the cold. I wished I had worn some thermal underwear under my jeans.

There were soft patches in the sand, which made the wading difficult. I got stuck in the muck at the sides of the stream a couple of times.

It was quite a while before I saw a trout. The first one that came into view followed my lure out of a deep bend and bumped it but didn’t bite.

I waded around a pool where the bed near the bank was especially mucky. I found myself really stuck, and could only make gradual progress by grabbing onto the overhanging brush. Eventually, I saw something that looked solid but when I stepped on it, it gave way and I started to go down. I threw my rod toward shore, and kicked over to the other side of the river.

My rod never made it to shore. I could not find it underwater because of all the silt my struggles had mixed into the current. I figured I probably had lost the rod, so I sat down on the opposite bank to take a few breaths and put my spare rod together (the spare has been in my vest ever since the first rod I lost in Willow Creek several years ago).

When I hopped back in, I decided to look one more time, and I thought I saw the shiny lure tangled in some roots. Further investigation got me back into the deep water. The shiny spot wasn’t my lure, but when I turned around I saw my rod on the bottom, about five feet down. I used my spare rod to fish it up, and attempted to hop back over to the shallow side. I almost made it. The water was one eighth of an inch deeper than the top of my waders. That was refreshing!

If I hadn’t been thoroughly chilled before, now I definitely was!

After all of that, I decided to keep fishing with my waterlogged rod, and I put the spare back in my vest.

A short time later, I finally caught a brown trout, the only one I landed all day.

Lawrence Creek

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It doesn’t get much better than it was today in terms of Wisconsin weather in March. Skies were blue, and temperatures got up into the 50s °F.

What a great day to try my hand at the famous Lawrence Creek in Marquestte County. As usual, at this point in the year I had the river to myself.

I jumped in on the downstream side of a bridge crossing. Soon after wading through the culvert, I landed my first brook trout.

There were lots of little brookies, most too small to catch on the #10 hooks I use on my lures. I think the little ones scare the big ones, chasing them away from the spinner. It was fun to fish in water clear and shallow enough that I could see all of the action even when I didn’t actually catch what I saw.

I spent a couple of hours fishing and I caught and released a total of ten brook trout, my first double digit trip of the year!

As I was walking back down the road, a couple of anglers drove by and stopped to inquire about conditions. They were going to continue upstream from where I finished, and I hope their luck was as good as mine.

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These beautiful little fish have quite the app…

These beautiful little fish have quite the appetite

Everyone else is still fishing deep for the cr…

Everyone else is still fishing deep for the crappie with very little success, I guess they haven’t tried the 5 feet right beside the shore

On the Pine

How come I can fly all over the world and not get too shaken up, but the one hour time change every Spring always throws me for a loop? I waited until after lunch today to let the water warm up, and then I headed to the Pine River over in Waushara County.

The afternoon started out with blue skies, but gradually the clouds took over. There were lots of nice trout present, and I got some chases and even some light nibbles. But the big ones were a little timid.

I did end up catching three small browns before I made it up to the next road for the long walk back to the car.

It was a good trip for early March, and I know where some nice ones are for a return trip later in the season.