Labor day catch
Sunday before labor day 2016
I fished my way with no bites to the bay and tucked into my favorite spot for bluegill.
A few small bites, not hooks.
I anchored and put on just a hook, fishing with light worm.
I caught two nice white perch in that spot. Still no bluegill. I lost one bullhead. Then on the way home I caught a very small yellow perch. Out a couple house. Very slow action.
I fished my way with no bites to the bay and tucked into my favorite spot for bluegill.
A few small bites, not hooks.
I anchored and put on just a hook, fishing with light worm.
I caught two nice white perch in that spot. Still no bluegill. I lost one bullhead. Then on the way home I caught a very small yellow perch. Out a couple house. Very slow action.
Fishing with Casey
Friday, September 2, 2016
Friday, September 2, 2016
Fishing with Casey
I finally launched the boat and went fishing. Casey was here overnight.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
Fishing with Casey
I finally launched the boat and went fishing. Casey was here overnight.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Update
I have not recorded much here in a while.
I still get stuck and can't seem to get myself out.
But one day Chuck came and fished with me. So we launched the boat.
The weeds are very high so I did not take the motor. But that may have been a mistake. We ended up on the Third Lake where the rowing was really tough coming back into the wind. This is a big boat.
Along the West shore of the lake and not far from the pipe we caught most of our fish, bedding bluegill, pumpkinseed, redbreast, a couple rock bass, three perch and three pickerel, one a keeper. Chuck caught that one. It tasted good too wrapped in bacon and baked and broiled. I mixed in some salmon with it.
We fried up most of the small ones and the large I filleted for Chuck.
He was funny. He kept saying that these were the first fish he had caught, but he caught a bluegill in April and I ate it, so I know that is not the case.
Then today I caught about 25 over in a spot where they have bedded for forty years. The weeds are not thick there along the South side of the Second Lake bay and with a light worm, they hit like crazy. One white perch as well. It followed a hooked bluegill into the boat, and I could see it darting about. Then in a few casts, and not where it had been, I hooked the fellow.
I met a friendly fellow named John over there in that spot. We have both fished this lake for many years and we shared some stories. He has taken fine Northern through the ice right there on Second Lake.
Well, it was fun. Chuck just lost a grandson, Brendan, this week in a motorcycle accident, and the pain of that dulled my pleasure a bit. He and another grandson were supposed to be fishing here tomorrow. Everyone is a wreck about this boy's death. Carla's son. Very hard. The year has been filled with tragedy: Sara had a very hard accident that almost killed her, then decided on divorce, and Mary's mother died in Iowa.
I had a fire tonight, but it is just too hot. I watched it mostly from the deck. The mood rose over the lakes. Fine sight. I am liking my house.
Jeff and Brooklyn working on lights for the neighbor's house.
Some activity over at the red house, but very quiet and easy. They have replaced the glaring light with another that shines softly out of the window of the house. Very nice for me. Lots of insect sounds tonight.
They will treat the lake for the curly weed next week.
Too bad. I like the quiet. Most folks with boats have not wanted to venture out. I swam a bit today and cleaned out some of the tree debris so we can walk into the water.
Out for a boat ride on Father's Day with Casey. He took the right oar and I took the left. It worked out just fine.
The rowing went easy in spite of the weeds. There was wind enough to drift out and very little on my row back.
I still get stuck and can't seem to get myself out.
But one day Chuck came and fished with me. So we launched the boat.
The weeds are very high so I did not take the motor. But that may have been a mistake. We ended up on the Third Lake where the rowing was really tough coming back into the wind. This is a big boat.
Along the West shore of the lake and not far from the pipe we caught most of our fish, bedding bluegill, pumpkinseed, redbreast, a couple rock bass, three perch and three pickerel, one a keeper. Chuck caught that one. It tasted good too wrapped in bacon and baked and broiled. I mixed in some salmon with it.
We fried up most of the small ones and the large I filleted for Chuck.
He was funny. He kept saying that these were the first fish he had caught, but he caught a bluegill in April and I ate it, so I know that is not the case.
Then today I caught about 25 over in a spot where they have bedded for forty years. The weeds are not thick there along the South side of the Second Lake bay and with a light worm, they hit like crazy. One white perch as well. It followed a hooked bluegill into the boat, and I could see it darting about. Then in a few casts, and not where it had been, I hooked the fellow.
I met a friendly fellow named John over there in that spot. We have both fished this lake for many years and we shared some stories. He has taken fine Northern through the ice right there on Second Lake.
Well, it was fun. Chuck just lost a grandson, Brendan, this week in a motorcycle accident, and the pain of that dulled my pleasure a bit. He and another grandson were supposed to be fishing here tomorrow. Everyone is a wreck about this boy's death. Carla's son. Very hard. The year has been filled with tragedy: Sara had a very hard accident that almost killed her, then decided on divorce, and Mary's mother died in Iowa.
I had a fire tonight, but it is just too hot. I watched it mostly from the deck. The mood rose over the lakes. Fine sight. I am liking my house.
Jeff and Brooklyn working on lights for the neighbor's house.
Some activity over at the red house, but very quiet and easy. They have replaced the glaring light with another that shines softly out of the window of the house. Very nice for me. Lots of insect sounds tonight.
They will treat the lake for the curly weed next week.
Too bad. I like the quiet. Most folks with boats have not wanted to venture out. I swam a bit today and cleaned out some of the tree debris so we can walk into the water.
Out for a boat ride on Father's Day with Casey. He took the right oar and I took the left. It worked out just fine.
The rowing went easy in spite of the weeds. There was wind enough to drift out and very little on my row back.
Monday, May 2, 2016
Monday, March 14, 2016
Friday, October 9, 2015
Fishing again and rowing
I caught a bucket full of bluegills right off the dock. I was out rowing and only got one small perch. I posted on Facebook as to how I'll prepare them. Generally, a dip in flour and fried in a large cast iron pan in canola oil. That is the way my Mom always made them. The tails crisp up like potato chips. When I have a huge supply and fillet them, I cut the fillets into bite sized pieces,(about six per fish) dip in milk, roll in corn meal, and put them into the deep frier. Bluegill bits. Very good served with dips like blue cheese or Frank's hot sauce. This is the only fish Dawn's father ever really liked. And kids love them. They will microwave, but they are not an oily fish like salmon and trout. They will go on the grill nicely with some nice sauce like Chaveta's from the Buffalo area. I marinate that sauce. Use a folding screen and don't overcook. On the grill I do leave the heads on and sometimes I wrap them in bacon. Just gutted and soaked overnight in kosher salt water and perhaps garlic, they will do fine in a smoker, but again, because they are not as oily as trout, salmon, mackerel or carp, they will not smoke up as nicely. Margot had some very created recipes years ago when we ate bluegills three or four times a week. She did an Italian version and one with a cream sauce. One advantage of this plentiful fish is because they are so far down the food chain, bluegills do not collect as many heavy metals. They are much healthier than bass or pike or any large predator fish. Also, they are sustainable. They can't be fished out because they are so prolific breeders. In some lakes they overbreed and dominate. That happened in my boyhood haunt, Lime Lake near Buffalo. Then they push out the large game fish and stunt themselves. So far Burden Lake has stayed well balanced.
Odd that I could not get many bites out on the water, but they were very hungry right there on the dock.
Odd that I could not get many bites out on the water, but they were very hungry right there on the dock.
Sunday, September 6, 2015
yard looks the best it has in years and I also cleaned up the old canoe, the folding boat, and the pop up camper. As a result, we were able to sell both the canoe and the camper. I purchase the canoe 30 years ago for 200 dollars and sold it for 225!
That's the folding boat to the left of the canoe with the pail on top of it. I am hoping to try the folding boat in the water soon. It has been many years sitting in back yard.
We've also made two trips to Vermont to see Josh and family this spring and Josh and the children will be here this weekend. Family celebrations of Mother's and Father's day, Memorial Weekend, and grandkids sports activities have all made this a busy and joy filled spring. And I even had the opportunity to go fishing a few times. I can't wait to see what adventures summer has in store for us.
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