Tuesday, June 22, 2010 was a very special day for me. I finally got to fish New Horton Lake. It only took me 30 years to get to it.
I moved to New Brunswick some 30 years ago. My brother-in-law told about a brook that flowed from the lake and I fished it for years but never actually fished the lake it’s self.
I actually had my best opening day one year. There was still plenty of snow around and the lake was completely frozen over.
I was standing at the beaver damn and ready to fish the brook when it started snowing. It snowed so hard I could hardly see across the little brook but at that exact moment the trout went nuts and I caught my limit of brookies in just a few minutes.
I never had to move my feet.
My friend Casey lives close to the lake and has told me about it before so I was excited to fish it some day.
Well I got home Tuesday morning after my daily walk. I headed into my office to check the email and of course log onto a few fishing sites and forums to check out what’s being talked about.
Casey saw that I was online and PMed me with one question. “Do you want to go fishing?”
I didn’t even respond before I had the phone in my hand to call him. An hour later we were on our way to New Horton Lake.
I remember Casey telling me that New Horton Lake didn’t take much to get really choppy as it’s a fairly large body of water. This day however there was no breeze or wind at all, yet.
When we arrived I was amazed at how much bigger the lake was that I had thought it was from looking at it only from the brook mouth.
Here’s a picture of what the lake looked like when we arrived. I was so excited to get started I am sure I was pacing.

I have to say that Casey could not have chosen a better day to take me fishing.
How Our Day On The Water Went
We started by trolling and caught a few white perch to start with.
It was a hot day, very hot and the water temperature started rising quickly. In no time the bass started become more active, just what we were waiting for.
I had never seen a white perch, I think they should call them silver perch, what a cute little fish.
The picture above shows a small perch but I guess they get to be 14 inches and bigger. Plus they fight just as hard as a bass. I will have to get back there again and try for a few of them as well.
I had the best time and we both caught fish so the day was a definite success in my books.
I had the largest bass of the day right up until about 5 minutes before we left when Casey hooked into a 17″ jumper and won the day.

Casey’s really dark bass fought hard and jumped high out of the water a few times, just to make it more exciting. The strike looked like he hooked into a log on the bottom but then the log jumped clear out of the water.
I told Casey I was going to modify the picture using Photoshop but he worked to hard for me to do that to him, this time around.

Does Casey look happy or what? Congrats and thanks for the awesome day.