Where Have the Bass Gone?

It was one of those nights. Everything seemed prime for a great evening of bass fishing.  Nice warm summer evening, stable barometer, calm conditions (maybe more farourable for me than the fish).  We hit the water around 6pm in search of small or largemouth bass.

Bass WaterThe setting seemed perfect.  But where were the bass.  We managed to find a few smallmouths in the one pound range but not much else.  Persistence wasn’t paying off despite varying the approach.  The biggest thing we saw was a beaver who seemed upset that we were fishing in his home waters.  At least the slap of the tail a couple times suggested it to us.

Although the bass proved elusive, as the sun started to set the crappies started to feed.   Positioning ourselves off the edge of the massive weed beds expanding out from the shore, we hit upon a school of crappies that were more than willing to cooperate for the last half hour or so before the oncoming darkness forced us back in.

Despite the lack of bass, any evening out fishing is a good evening and the crappies were a bonus.

And one take away – bring in your fly line before you kick through the weed bed.  I didn’t and my line is in sore need of a good cleaning!

Float Tubing for Bass

Panfish Saturday

Other that a feeble attempt right around ice out, it seems panfish have been forgotten this spring. So last night it was off to Appleton to see if we could find where the crappie were hanging out. Since past experience suggested they seem to turn on towards dusk, Bob and I agreed to meet around six thirty. Unsettled weather later in the day seemed like a good sign. We arrived to a brief shower after which things calmed down completely.

We geared up and the float tubes were in the water.

This spot is below a dam on the Mississippi River (Canadian version) where a nice bay forms. Smallmouth bass are most common closer to the flowing current alongside the dam but there are a number of places where crappie congregate in the spring. Other fish include bluegills, perch, pike, pickerel and largemouth bass – so lots of variety. Conditions go from virtually weedless at ice out to a jungle in short order. And it was clear that growth was well on making it impossible to fish some of last year’s crappie holes. Water levels are probably at mid summer levels (low) which didnt’ help either.

We quickly found fish but they were mostly out of season smallmouth bass so I moved around in search of crappie. While initially that proved less than successful, there were several willing bluegills who showed interest in my Palmered Chenille Bugger. Palmer Chenille Bugger I was introduced to this pattern last year and it has become one of my favourite searching flies. Its an easy pattern to tie and works well for panfish, bass and trout.  I tie them using white, black, olive and root beer palmered chenille.  Tonight the root beer seemed to be the ticket.

The fly’s  bead head gives it a bit of weight so that even on a floating line it drops below the surface pretty quickly.  Fishing it on a floating worked best as it would get down but by slow, steady stripping kept it from getting caught up in the weeds. The bluegills seemed to be attracted to it.  They were fat and brightly coloured and always entertaining when they hit the fly. I mentioned the various fish species earlier but now can add one more to the list – bullhead catfish.  After a few bluegills it was a bit of a surprise to see a small catfish at the end of the line.  My first on a fly but no picture since he slipped off the barbless hook as soon as I got him up to the float tube.

Towards eight o’clock as the sun set lower the crappie seemed to become more interested in my flies – or maybe I just managed to figure out where they were located.  They weren’t there on every cast but things did pick up somewhat.  Past experience has included some crappie in the 12 inch range but tonight they big boys seemed to be on a diet. 

Fishing After Work

Doug and I had decided to meet after work for a bit of fishing. While it isn’t urban fishing, Appleton is pretty close to civilization. This means it is easy to get to but you also hear people cutting their grass so no wilderness experience here. I doesn’t hurt that you can usually find fish within access of a float tube. It turned out that we were joined by George, Sandy and Bob so it was almost starting to get crowded.

Sandy was nailing fish all night. Here he is looking for a new fly. I am not sure why since he didn’t seem to be having any trouble landing fish.

Sandy Looking for the Right Fly

Bob wasn’t doing too bad either. Lately he has had a fixation on Humpy’s and was having pretty good success with them tonight. Notice the fine home in the background. Not a bad place to be situated. The couple living there came down to the water with their canoe and headed out for an evening paddle while we were fishing.

Bob with Another Fish

George spent most of his time at the far end of the bay but eventually made his way back. His electric motor equipped pontoon boat gives him a lot of mobility.

George Landing a Fish

As the sun began to set the crappies started biting more consistently. There were some good sized ones that were willing to bite. For the last hour I was catching them pretty consistently on a small (probably size 12) olive micro leech. But the infamous submerged Humpy seemed to be working pretty well too.

Low Sun and Near Full Moon

All told, it was a great evening. The fish at Appleton aren’t exotic but in three hours I managed to catch perch, a small pike, a couple sunfish, one out of season smallmouth bass (long distance release), tons of rock bass and a large number of crappies. Not sure whether that constitutes a grand slam but it certainly provides lots of variety.

Sunsetting After Evening Fishing

Crappie Weather – Fishing Around the Thunderstorms (repost)

Somehow I managed to delete the post I put up last week……

Despite thunderstorms complete with hail throughout the afternoon, Bob and I headed out to Appleton for a bit of evening fishing.  I was on the water by 6pm and Bob joined me around 7 (after calling me on my mobile to check if I was getting drenched).  Despite periodic rain we managed to fish until about 8:30 before lightening forced us off the water.

The fishing started a bit slow but eventually we found the crappie and were getting hits pretty regularly.  The best spot was close to shore towards the last house on the right hand side from the launch.  There is a bit of a hole there were the fish seemed to congregate.  In the summer the rushes and other plants grow up so this spot is not accessible.  We lost count of the numbers but there were lots.

Here is a shot taken by Doug using his new Fuji FinePix Z33 waterproof camera.