Filed under: Fishing
Let’s just say, the odds were probably against him catching this fish…
The picture on the left is of Isaiah, my 9 year old son, holding the biggest fish he’s ever caught. It was a 17 inch, fat, almost 3 pound largemouth bass.
I took him and the neighbor boy, who is 10, out to Ham Lake on Saturday night. There was a storm out over western Minnesota on it’s way in, so I figured that the fish might be biting since they usually eat more before a big storm.
I was hoping to find some crappies, since they are the only panfish on Ham Lake worth catching. There are a lot of sunfish, but they are all very small. We tried a couple different locations, but all we caught were sunnies that were in the 5-6 inch range.
This is an interesting aside. While I was casting a spoon, trying to catch northerns, I happened to snag a crappie right through the back. It was one of the strangest things I think I’ve seen fishing. I hooked it completely through the back, right in front of the dorsal fin. It would have been good bait…
Isaiah asked me for a jig instead of the plain hook he had. I asked if he wanted help tying it, but he said he would try. I showed him how to tie a hook once a couple weeks ago. He was having a little trouble but eventually got it. I wasn’t sure how well it was tied and I didn’t really check it to make sure it was right.
With the kids kinda bored and eating the snacks we brought instead of fishing, I moved us to a shallow, weedy spot. I was casting spoons and buzzbaits hoping for a northern or bass. (I did have one fish strike at my lure, but it missed.)
Isaiah decided to fish again. So he casted his jig into the weeds. I thought, ‘this isn’t going to end well’ figuring it wouldn’t be long until he got his line caught in the weeds, then him pulling and breaking the line.
I think it was his second cast. He’s reeling in and says whoa I got something. I figured it was a weed and didn’t think too much of it, but then I looked at his pole and there was definitely a fish on it. He got really excited and I tried to calm him down, because he was reeling really jerky and I didn’t want him to loose his fish. Finally he got it up to the boat, I grabbed the line and pulled it over the side. His eyes lit up and so did the neighbor boys at the sight of the biggest fish either of them ever saw caught in a lake.
So, it was a great outing. We got home and got the boat put away before it started raining. Then the sirens went off, but that is another story…
Filed under: Fishing
This is a picture of me holding a 2 pound largemouth bass I caught on a lake west of Minneapolis a couple weeks ago.
This is the best picture I could get of myself. My left arm is outstreched holding the camera phone.
The last time I was out, I went to a local small river (not the mighty Miss.) and caught a 2 1/2 pound smallmouth. That was fun! I failed to get a picture though.
This weekend we are planning on getting out on a lake somewhere and hopefully catching a basket full of sunnies and crappies.
