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Created by Scott McKee Oct 31, 2018 at 1:09pm. Last updated by Scott McKee Oct 31, 2018.
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Carrie and I fished the river from 10:00 AM to 7:00 PM.
We started in the canal, chiefly because I keep my boat there. Compared to a "normal" (if any are) year, there are very (and I mean very) few emerald shiners in the canal. There are packs of the little fellas jammed into the dock areas of Rich Marine off the Army Corp canal, but normally when we troll out, our lures are fouled with little fish by the time we get to Harry's. Strange.
Finishing our lazy troll to the south Grand Island bridge, we had a spread destroying snag just in front of the bridge piling by Collins Marina. I was completely spooled and had to dredge a Toothy to catch my backing. I was successful which made me very happy, since the snagged lure was a Toothy custom painted 13" Grandma. Recovering this lure was the highlight of our day.
We trolled back to Motor along the Grand Island shoreline with a quick stop at the Huntley. The visibility in UN4 was muddier closer to the Tonawanda side.
We zipped over to the Triangle and trolled for a few hours. Like John posted in his status, the clarity was about 2 feet. After tomorrow's wind, we can kiss that goodbye.
We can't buy a hit out there. I hope we get a chance to break this insufferable cold streak...
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I've fished with gusts to 60 (once) and it is not at all fun! Of course if I popped a horse, I might change my story.
Last night in our desperation troll (upstream along (near) the spine back to the dock), the water was a balmy 42.5 degrees and we marked some hooks. Were they muskies? Beats me? They sure as hell didn't want to hit our lures!
I might fish huge -- almost Dave Martin huge -- for the rest of the year in the upper. I grabbed my 16-inch, gaudy, orange, Turus Ucko from its hanger where it usually resides for 365 days a year. I've never caught anything on it, but I did once snag a hump out in the lake that I swore was the biggest musky ever. At least I hoped it was... Dare to dream, I guess...
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