h2ofwlr wrote:Interesting how over the years how your version keeps changing.....
lumbertick wrote:
I was out pheasant hunting and the dog found a crayfish crawling around in middle of some prairie grass...we were at least 500 yards from water. My guess is some critter dropped it's food.
lt
I decided to start with a new spot this morning, walked about a mile out at dark thirty and got all setup. Dropped the vex in and was graphing fish like crazy, made me forget how tired my legs were!
I threw everything at these fish, I would get some taps but couldn't pull anything up. Finally switched to the lightest jig I had and got them to strike pretty hard. Turns out they were all fingerling perch, which got me excited about the possibility of a walleye. As soon as daylight hit, I popped a hole outside the portable and dropped the camera in for a perfect view of both lines I had down. I had to go outside and re-adjust it several times thanks to the northern that wanted to pick a fight with it.
After finally getting the camera to where I wanted it, the perch came back in since the northern had left. I pulled up a few more fingerlings and had to bait up my jig. As I was doing that, out of the corner of my eye I see my transducer get knocked around by a big object. I brushed it off as me imagining things, maybe the last perch I dropped back hit it on its way down?
I continue on fishing, my camera gets knocked around again by what I thought was a northern, but then air bubbles came up the hole I had a deadstick in, and moments later a furry little critter emerges through my jigging hole and decides he wants to kick me out of my fishing spot! It was a fairly large muskrat, and he didn't like the idea at all that we were in the same confined space! I had rods flying everywhere, transducer wrapped around my leg, minnows knocked all over and the heater sizzling like crazy from all the water splashing around. I finally grabbed the bottom of the tent and ripped it up to get him out of there after we danced around in circles a few times. I'm sure it must have been a site to see, I can only imagine what I looked like going after a muskrat with a minnow scoop - I just about needed a new pair of shorts after that one! I have no idea where the critter came from, I was a few hundred yards from shore and completely alone on the lake. Figured he might have dropped into my camera hole outside but that was locked up with ice/slush and I had a tripod on top so there's no way.
Decided it was time to move after that, never did get my much anticipated walleye bite this morning; but did leave with a rather interesting experience
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