Blame it on the Moon
I was surprised to see so many zeros posted in last Saturday’s AIM walleye tourney on pools 10-11. Most of these guys are outstanding anglers on the always challenging Mississippi.
The walleyes were hot and heavy into spawning last weekend, as was predicted on the blog over the past several weeks. Not taking a victory lap by calling the ball on this. The Immortal River with all its nuances and complexities always drives the narrative.
The full moon period we’re just coming out of was a strong one. The day after the AIM tourney didn’t get on the water until late afternoon. Wind was a definite factor in boat control, limiting presentation to mostly pulling 3-ways.
I figured chasing the ‘fat girls’ was a low percentage pursuit. Their focus was not on feeding. The best option seemed to be probing for post-spawn saugers and capricious male walleyes.
Saugers tend to spawn just a little earlier than the ‘eyes, so they also move into post-spawn feeding patterns a few days earlier.
A catchable number of these fish like to locate in sand-bottom running sloughs with moderate current in about 8-13 fow. Fish tend to slide back downstream a little higher in the water column, making a 3-way with flies or the basic #9 Rap a good lure choice.
Drifting the same areas snap jigging plastic or hair is another option. But wind on this outing made pulling pretty much the only viable option.
The moon also played a major role in time spent on the water. One nice thing about living five minutes from the boat ramp is being able to go when conditions are most favorable. I didn’t launch the boat until 5:30 pm. by the time the Lund went back on the trailer the wind was laying down and it was almost dark. Two decent sauger and one 15″ eye were in the box–a perfect meal. The Rap & flies produced another 6 fish–shorts and too-small sauger.
Most of the guys on the AIM circuit are much better walleye hooks than me. The only reason my string got stretched 36 hours after more zeros were posted than bombed Pearl Harbor was time of day and targeting fish which likely wouldn’t cash a check.
Besides influence of the full moon, very cold morning temperatures have also had an impact on fish activity. Being cold blooded creatures a couple of degrees change in water temp can make a whale of a difference.
Although we’re out of the full moon period starting today, I suspect the late afternoon bite will still be a little more aggressive for this reason. Unfortunately, we’re still in a pattern when the wind blows a little harder in the afternoon.
A south wind is the bumpiest. This was the case on Monday afternoon. Conditions were borderline dangerous on the man channel. I got off the River.
Water temps on the River mainstem were still struggling to stay above 50 on Wednesday. I thought targeting perch and the always willing pike might be the best option.
Hayshore Lake at the north end of the pool is usually a good place to target in April. I launched at Millstone landing. Water that is almost always at least five feet deep this time of year was only two feet. After putting around for an hour with the Yammie tilted up I loaded the boat and moved down to the Army road launch at New Albin.
Bass and pike were right where you would expect to find ’em. The classic #5 Mepps Aglia double blade spinner with flash-a-boo tail and florescent blades has been the most effective bait for me in this pursuit so far this Spring in water >53 degrees–which means <4 fow with a dark bottom.
Believe I’ll go catch some pike this morning ahead of the rain. Yeah, i know–the fish are already we. But i don’t have to be since this will be ‘fun fishin’ instead of guiding.
I have several openings after Easter if you wanna go. One client’s buddy had a heart attack, so he had to cancel. A heart attack can put a sharp pin in the party hog of life.
Living what’s left of mine on my terms seems like a wonderful life plan. If this means working just a little so be it. But this year will truly be my last.
I love teaching folks to fish. It is my mission and my passion. But I’ve had more than enough of the overbearing federal government. I refuse to let clueless bureaucrats call the tune and demand that I dance to it anymore.
Inviting all of the alphabet agencies to my place for Easter dinner. I’ve got a giant bird for you!