Archive for August, 2011

Holy carp guys it’s nearly the end of August and the water still isn’t back to normal. I guess I have to admit Jamie was right when I said it likely wouldn’t get back to normal this year. I thought for sure it would dry up by now. Guess I won’t be buying any lottery tickets.

A few days ago, just before daybreak on Thursday Casey arrived at my house and we headed to Oromocto, New Brunswick for some fishing. This is another place I had never fished. I always like trying out new locations.

We managed to get through two traffic circles without a problem and in a few minutes arrived at Phil’s Auto & Recreation where we turned to head down to the boat launch.

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Lots of cool boats but we were going fishing, not shopping, although we did stop in on the way out. When I went up stairs I am sure I started drooling. I had never seen so much bass stuff.

Sure beats the heck out of the Canadian Tire store on Mountain Road Moncton.

boat-launchI haven’t used a lot of boat launches but the few I have launched from don’t match the quality of this boat launch.

As always as soon as we’re near water I start taking pictures. This day the water was like glass with a little mist floating just above the water, pretty cool.

The sky was pretty much clear of clouds. The birds were singing and there was no wind at all.

A double check around the van and boat to be sure we had everything and that the plug was in and we were on the water.

We didn’t know it then but we were about to have a tough day of fishing but heck the should surprise me. The whole fishing season has been a tough one.

As tough as it was it was better than staying home.

It took us a while before we got a strike. The weeds were eager to bite though so I had a lot of those. Finally I got a strike that stayed on and started reeling it in.

Casey asked if I needed help with the net. I said no because it was just a small smallmouth bass and I was just going to grab it or bring it right in the boat.

My mistake because my chubby little fingers we just inches away from the leader when it flipped off so we were back to zero fish.

The switching between high and low pressure every other day has really made things tough plus the amount of rain we had a couple days before fishing churned the water up good so that there was only about a foot of visibility below the surface.

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We turned into the Oromocto river and tried casting to a the boats on my left but nothing. We spent about 2 hours maybe more moving up the river but nothing at all.

So Casey headed back to the main river which took about 10 minutes or so to get back. I like Casey’s new motor.

cloud-reliefWe didn’t see many clouds and those we did see were just puffs and gave us no relief from the sun. Then a cloud moved in front of the sun and I am sure the temperature dropped about 10 degrees.

Immediately we felt relief, which lasted about 5 minute and then back to hot again. I just had to snap a photo of that relief cloud.

Hope I don’t sound like I’m complaining too much. I had a great day and never once asked to go home. After all a dip in the drink that was all around us would have cooled us down if it got that bad.

Finally we were getting a few strikes. The strike was very light so we had to be quick on the hook set. I hooked into another fish. As it cleared the water I could see it was a smallie.

This time I didn’t refuse Casey’s help with the net. This one didn’t get away.

I think Casey was teasing me, something about the size of my bass so he moved really close so the smallie would look a little bigger. Funny guy isn’t he?

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The fish were few and far between but we managed to catch a few. I even caught a big perch. I think it was probably the biggest perch I’ve ever caught.

I didn’t say it was a monster, I just said it was my biggest. Perch are a cool looking fish.

donkeyDonkey Sighting

I was looking to see if I would spot another Lama like the one Jamie and I saw on an island at Jemseg.

But I did see a donkey strolling along the river. It came to a patch of dirt and took a minute to roll around, just like the Lama had done.

low-airplaneLots of plane around. There were a few that came in so low I thought they were going to land in the river but they didn’t.

Right behind the trees there was an airport.

It was kind of cool to see the variety of small plains. I even say one that looked like it out of WWII.

4helecoptersNext I could hear them but I could see them and then they started to come into focus. Four helicopters, in formation, were coming right at us. It seemed strange that the middle two had a big head light while the other two didn’t or didn’t have them turned on.

I said to Casey that maybe they would be able to let us know where all the fish were but they just kept moving right over our heads.

eagleAs usually there were plenty of bird. We saw bald eagles, hawks, kingfishers and a few osprey, all watching the water closely. They wouldn’t tell us where the fish were either.

I saw what I think was a young eagle sitting in a tree. It was still quite far away but as we got closer it didn’t move. I took this picture and had to use my zoom so it’s not all the clear. We thought it looked great.

We didn’t have a record day but we had fun and saw a lot of great scenery and animals. Oh yeah we even caught some fish so that’s a good day in my books, especially when fishing with friends.

On our way out Phil’s was still open so we stopped in and checkout some boats and then moved up stairs to look at bass stuff. I felt like a kid in a candy store.

Jamie, What The Heck Is That?

lama-headI have been fly fishing in New Brunswick for more than 30 years now and have never seen anything so strange as a Lama.

We weren’t fly fishing on Saturday, instead we were on the Saint John river trying to catch us some smallmouth bass or chain pickerel using a variety of baits. It’s not always easy to fly fish in the wind so we were using some spinner baits.

One time Jamie and I were heading to Chipman for a day of fishing and saw a bunch of wild turkeys which I had never seen before, other than on TV. They look pretty impressive up close.

Anyways once I was back home Saturday night I wanted to tell my wife and son but thought it would be fun to see if they could guess what I saw. I told them it was an animal that wasn’t from around here.

Of course Steve didn’t even take time to think and started listing off things like cows, deer, more and then he asked if it was an alligator. I’m so glad it wasn’t an alligator.

Jenny let Steve continue and then out of no-where Jenny says she knows what it is. Of course I didn’t think she would even come close but she says. “Was it a lama?”

She is so smart so I’m guessing she had one major brain fart when she said she would marry me. But other than than she’s pretty bright.

It took me a few minutes to get a clear enough view of the Lama to be sure it was one because it kept moving it’s head out of our view but was watching us closely.

lama-grazing

Jamie used the paddle to bring us in closer. We took about 5 to 10 minutes to get close enough to actually see that it was a Lama. And another few minutes to get a pictures as it kept moving being a downed tree.

We watched it for a few more minutes trying to figure out what it was doing. We noticed it was digging the ground up. I thought it was going after a root of some kind and then it disappeared in the tall grass.

A second later we saw it’s feet up in the air. It was rolling around in the hole it dug. Likely in an attempt at cooling off as it was a hot day.

That was the strangest thing I’ve seen in the bush here in New Brunswick.

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Bass Fishing The Saint John River At Jemseg

early-morning-saint-john-river-jemsegSaturday was another fine day for fishing with Casey. We headed back to the Saint John River at Jemseg but instead of heading down river like the last time we headed up river for a day of bass fishing.

As we were on our way from Moncton it looked like it might be a cloudy day but they were almost gone by the time we arrived at the launch site.

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First Catch of the Day: Casey was backing his boat to the water and I was walking along side holding the rope so it wouldn’t head down river without us. I looked down to step over a water hole and to my surprise I found a $10 bill stuck in the mud. I’ll have to buy another Rapala Countdown Perch as mine other one kinda got stuck in Jamies fishing vest on the way home last time we were out and it’s at his place.

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One more check around the boat and van to be certain we had everything we needed for the day and we launched and were headed across the river and up towards Swan Creek.

Our last trip to the Saint John river was in the opposite direction, and Harts Lake.

saint-john-river

Other than the boat traffic picking up at about 11am and the wakes the water remained pretty calm all day. It looked like the picture above most of the day. I love fishing the weeds on days like this.

Casey Politely Kicks My Behind

casey-bass-fishingIt didn’t take much for Casey to win the day as I couldn’t seem to get much attention from the bass, although I was getting a variety of weeds.

I did get to take a lot of pictures and saw a lot of new water I had never fished, all while Casey was catching bass and perch.

The final tally at the end of the day was Casey with 5 bass, 8 perch and 1 chain pickerel

Thanks to Casey asking if I wanted to stay an extra half hour I was able to end the day with 5 bass and 5 perch.

newlureOh yeah, he also gave me a new lure to try and in that last half hour I went 4 fish for the day all the way up to 10 so I was quite pleased.

You can see the lure Casey loaned me on the right. What a difference that one lure made for me.

Well even though I didn’t get a lot action for the day I did manage to catch the biggest bass of the day and that’s gotta be worth something, eh.

big-smallmouth-bass
This little smallmouth really had me believing it was much bigger.

Chain Pickerel On Strike

I am not sure if perhaps the pickerel were on strike or maybe vacation but one thing I do know is that they didn’t want to strike at anything. Casey caught one little pickerel but that was the only one we saw all day. Not even a single wake or follow.

No Trespassing On Swan Creek Lake

We fished our way to the Swan Creek entrance and tried to get a strike or two in the creek without any success. We even tried a huge cove/bay that looked like pickerel heaven, without a single follow or strike.

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We saw a couple of no trespassing signs but thought that they were about not going ashore but soon found out it was a military base and those were Military No Trespassing Area signs.

We turned the boat around and headed out to the main river again and then back towards the Jemseg bridge again.

All too soon our day was done and we were back on the road to Moncton and Hopewell Cape.

Casey’s buddy ShiftChevy flew by us with his great looking fishing boat in tow and in about two minutes was out of site.

shiftychevy

It was great to get home before my family was in bed as I always like to share my day with them. Okay, really it’s because Jenny snores so loud I can’t sleep if I don’t get to bed first.

I’ll be sleeping in the garage if she reads that last remark. Just kidding dear, you purr like a kitten.

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