Saturday, July 21, 2012
Oologah 7-21-11
Dad and I decided to try out our new green light set up and
beat the heat night fishing for crappie. Bite was good right after dark for
about 45 minutes and then the wind picked up from the east. Crappie shut off or
moved completely and the small blues and sand bass moved in. We were fishing
brush on a drop from 17-26 ft deep. The crappie were caught about 7 ft down and
the rest were on the edge of the thermocline at 12ish. It was a nice night and
it was good to relax catching tonights dinner with my dad.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Copan 7/11,14/12
7/11
I had the pleasure of fishing with my grandpa, who taught me at an early age how to fish, drive a boat, back a trailer, and enjoy the outdoors. We headed to an area and we have caught bait at since I was young and it provided plenty in a couple throws. We headed up to a large flat and fished where a creek channel runs through it. Caught a couple small blues and my grandpa wanted to get in the river channel and fish as we did many moons ago. We anchored up on a stretch that use to be 12.5ft deep and now was showing 5.7ft from all the Kansas farmland silting in over the years. Had a couple gar take downs and hooked one, but not what we were after...so we headed to my grandpa's "honey hole" in the bend of the river where it is now only 2.1ft deep. Lots of sharing the same ol' stories from when I was a kid fishing with grandpa and my friends just enjoying hearing him recollect memories. A rod slams to the water and we pull in a healthy 4 pound male blue cat. Bait back up and toss it out when another rod slams down and a feisty 3 pounder finds its way to the cooler. Toss it back out and we hear a boat rounding a bend. This river is not wide, but we left room on either side to allow the passing of boats, while allowing us to fish the edges of the river next to the stumps where the fish trap bait this time of year. Grandpa and I reel up all the rods on one side and I motion to the boat to ease on the cleared side. He goes the opposite direction and starts cursing at me and explaining he is going on the side with the rods. I yell back that is fine, just give me a minute and I will get them all in. I pick up one rod and he guns it waking us, knocking my grandpa to the bottom of the boat(87 years old), and stripping all of the line off of two reels and breaking off two more. I have never seen or heard my grandpa get upset. He has always been a kind man without a bad bone in him. However, he got up, made sure he was okay, and said, "Those guys are stupid idiots". It ruined a perfect day and he was ready to go. When we got back to the ramp, we had a note on my car stating that I need to learn how to be more courteous. My grandpa and I have never ran into someone of this nature up there in the past 17 years and I hope we don't again.
7/14
My grandpa did not want to go back to the lake today after the incident earlier in the week, but my dad and I decided to go. Caught bait easily and headed back up to the river. Caught a nice 4 pounder that went air born giving a shallow blue cat acrobat for us. Then nothing.....I mean not a bite and the heat with not wind forced us home to do boat maintenance instead. Had a great time with my dad and after doing a ton of graphing of the lake the past year, I have decided the fish population is poor for blues at Copan. It was a great fishery back in the 90's, but jugs and trotlines I believe have hurt the little lake. It is a great lake to catch bait in though and is close to the house. I think I will stick to Grand and Oologah for the time being.
I had the pleasure of fishing with my grandpa, who taught me at an early age how to fish, drive a boat, back a trailer, and enjoy the outdoors. We headed to an area and we have caught bait at since I was young and it provided plenty in a couple throws. We headed up to a large flat and fished where a creek channel runs through it. Caught a couple small blues and my grandpa wanted to get in the river channel and fish as we did many moons ago. We anchored up on a stretch that use to be 12.5ft deep and now was showing 5.7ft from all the Kansas farmland silting in over the years. Had a couple gar take downs and hooked one, but not what we were after...so we headed to my grandpa's "honey hole" in the bend of the river where it is now only 2.1ft deep. Lots of sharing the same ol' stories from when I was a kid fishing with grandpa and my friends just enjoying hearing him recollect memories. A rod slams to the water and we pull in a healthy 4 pound male blue cat. Bait back up and toss it out when another rod slams down and a feisty 3 pounder finds its way to the cooler. Toss it back out and we hear a boat rounding a bend. This river is not wide, but we left room on either side to allow the passing of boats, while allowing us to fish the edges of the river next to the stumps where the fish trap bait this time of year. Grandpa and I reel up all the rods on one side and I motion to the boat to ease on the cleared side. He goes the opposite direction and starts cursing at me and explaining he is going on the side with the rods. I yell back that is fine, just give me a minute and I will get them all in. I pick up one rod and he guns it waking us, knocking my grandpa to the bottom of the boat(87 years old), and stripping all of the line off of two reels and breaking off two more. I have never seen or heard my grandpa get upset. He has always been a kind man without a bad bone in him. However, he got up, made sure he was okay, and said, "Those guys are stupid idiots". It ruined a perfect day and he was ready to go. When we got back to the ramp, we had a note on my car stating that I need to learn how to be more courteous. My grandpa and I have never ran into someone of this nature up there in the past 17 years and I hope we don't again.
7/14
My grandpa did not want to go back to the lake today after the incident earlier in the week, but my dad and I decided to go. Caught bait easily and headed back up to the river. Caught a nice 4 pounder that went air born giving a shallow blue cat acrobat for us. Then nothing.....I mean not a bite and the heat with not wind forced us home to do boat maintenance instead. Had a great time with my dad and after doing a ton of graphing of the lake the past year, I have decided the fish population is poor for blues at Copan. It was a great fishery back in the 90's, but jugs and trotlines I believe have hurt the little lake. It is a great lake to catch bait in though and is close to the house. I think I will stick to Grand and Oologah for the time being.
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