Just having the time to post my results. 15 fish 3-4.5 lbs. ALL came on drifting shiners above 40ft of water. I HAD A BLAST. Water was 60 degrees give or take a degree depending upion what time of day, and area of lake. I caught fish in Mitchell creek to Trooper Island. Best results came from Graveyard Island.
One funny thing, not funny at the time, On Tues night the winds were 19 mph. I camped all week long on Clarks Island facing Hendricks and Graveyard Island. Which essentially puts me right on the point of the main body of the lake. I tied tarps to cut the wind, which works just great! There was approximately 40-50ft of bank exposed before I could get to anything to tie off to. So I beached my boat and ran my cheap nylon rope up the hill. Well sitting around the fire on Tues night I kept hearing the boat slosh around from the wind and waves banging on the boat. Not thinking too much about it I went to bed. The alarm goes off faithfully at 6:00 AM....psst Jason....JAAASon get up. I get up and go to fix my coffee and ACTUALLY think to myself....it must be calm....I don't hear my boat anymore sloshing around. (You are right now thinking what happened......IT DID) So after I get my cover alls on and my Gortex suit I grab my coffee and meander towards the edge of the campsite to find a blank bank. NO BOAT. YEP, my face went white and I dropped my coffee. I look in the direction around the Islands and bay and NO BOAT, (kinda stupid now that I think about it, thats opposite the current). Then I look down the other way towards the dam and there she blows. I Carl Lewis down the bank only to hurry up and realize its about 25 yards off the bank in the flats and floating away. I racked my pea brain and only came to the resolution.......J, You're wet buddy. So I wade out to my boat in 60 degree water waist deep at 6:30 AM. Who needs coffee...lol I park the boat and I march my sloshy butt up the hill and proceed to stoke back up the fire, stick two sticks in the ground and hang my shoes from em. As they steam dry I changed my pants, sox, and layed out the coveralls by the fire. 1 hour and 15 later, I am suited back up and ready to try this whole thing again. I go across the lake just outside of Hendricks on a point. My thought was to get behind a bluff point and tie up to the land, pull the boat back with the enigine, and achor. As I bring the boat up and jump off I tied to a good size rock. As I turn around to get back in the boat the slate breaks under my feet. SWOOSH, WET A(FREAGIN)GAIN....lol Once back on the boat I YELLED....YOU'RE NOT GONNA BEAT ME......back to the camp site to dry by fire again. As I ride back I think of two things to laugh at. 1) Icconelli.."NEVER GIVE UP".....and that ole ARMY commercial, We do more before 9:30 than most so ALL day long. Dried up again....I caught several very good fish that day. Funny thing is....I'd do it all over again for the same day fishing.
The boat was rocking back and forth pulling the rope across a half exposed rock. POINT OF THE STORY.....watch what you are tied up to. secure the boat, and anchor the back.
Love me some DALE.
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Originally Posted by NedFlanders
