Good day. More pictures today than usual. I’m getting some flak from my daughter for not posting more pictures. So here is a bunch more from Sunday (day two.)
We woke up to a heavy fog on the lake. I wandered down to the dock after breakfast to shoot some images of the fog. I just wasn’t able to capture the full essence of the fog as it almost completely shrouded the lake in its mist. The above image is taken from the end of the doc looking northwest.
These rocks are at the end of the harbor and they are a favorite resting place for the gulls that claim the dock area as their own. There is a constant turf battle between the gulls and the ducks over the right of ownership of the sandy beach. On this particular morning the gulls had been relegated to the rocks.
I tend to think of the lake as this pristine blue watered jewel but in actuality it is a dark, dirty green body of water and sometimes it’s just plain dirty. The lake, (Leech Lake) gets its name from the fact that there are millions of leeches in the water. I can remember as a kid when we couldn’t even get in the water because of all the leeches. My Mom use to sit on the dock and watch for them to come into the swimming area. This year I never saw one leech except the ones I put on my lures.
The fog finally lifted and the sun came out so we decided to go to my favorite part of the lake (where Dad and I always fished) called Boy Bay. I told the kids there would be a lot of weeds and they would get tired of cleaning their lines but I guaranteed they would catch some fish. It is about an 18 mile trek over water to get there but with this big motor it only took about 30 minutes and we were there. The lake had a lot more water in it than I remember still there are many places in the lake where the bottom is only 3- 4 feet deep.
I had just put my line in the water when a 3-4 pound Northern Pike took the bait. What a thrill after 15 years to feel that fighting fish on the end of my line. We didn’t end up keeping him because I thought there was a size limit on all fish but then discovered it only applied to Walleyes. No big deal as we caught and released a ton of Northerns this day.
The image above shows Angie and her first catch of the day. It is a small Northern but they fight hard and it makes you think you’ve got a really big fish on.
This is Mark’s first catch of the day. He had never fished before so he really didn’t know what to expect. When we went to Minnesota 15 years ago he was only 5 and so he stayed at the camp with Mom and Jeanne. Angie and I did all the fishing in those days.
After this image was taken the Northern defecated on Mark’s sweatshirt. I had never seen that happen before. It was funny but what a mess it made of Mark’s shirt. We ended up throwing a lot of Northerns back in the lake and still wound up with a nice string of 9 good size fish. We enjoyed the meal on Wednesday evening.
Thanks for stopping by. More images tomorrow of the lake and our adventure. Enjoy your day and be careful.