Jamie’s King Of The Happy Dance

Looking at the image on the left can you tell Jamie’s happy to be out fishing again? That’s his happy dance, what a great job and I didn’t realize he was so talented.

I was doing the happy dance getting from the canoe to the bushes.

Jamie Suggested The Oromocto River

We have fished the Saint John river from Jamie’s canoe and had fun and good fishing but every time a big boat flies by leaving us in it’s wake it gets tense turning the canoe into the waves. So for that reason we thought the Oromocto river would be a bit safer feeling.

The fact the Oromocto is a narrower river with trees along it’s bank might help us if the wind picked up throughout the day.

We left Moncton while the sky was clear and starry but once we got past Jemseg the sky was thick with clouds.

As we arrived we could see that others had already launched before us and two guys were launching as we pulled down to the beach where we launched.

A few minutes later we were on our way up river and there wasn’t any breeze at all. Perfect.

Not long after we started a big hole opened in the clouds and the sun burst onto the scene completely blinding me. It made the trees look so awesome but it was painful. I wish my glasses would go a whole lot darker.

You know that feeling when the early morning sun hits your eyes after a night of too many beers around the campfire. Well the was how I felt when the clouds parted and the sun hit me right in the face.

The Sun Rise Lights The Forest

I was so glad when we came to a bend in the river that put the sun to one side.

Jamie Sees The First Action

I seem to remember Jamie used to wait until I had my first fish before he started catching but not this day. Not long after we started fishing Jamie switched his firetiger pattern lure to a green 5” senko worm that he had wacky rigged.

I think it was on his second or third cast into the structure and Jamie had the first fish on. I did a great job of netting his bass. Love that rubber net.

We’ve had a few days this year that we went a long time before seeing any fish so this was a great start to our day.

“Jamie has the first, biggest and most fish, so far”

Once Jamie had the first fish I didn’t take long catching up, maybe 10 minutes later.

My first bass wasn’t as big as Jamie’s first but now we were tied up.

I was using a #3 Silver & White Mepps that had a skirt with white feathers.

If you look close at my left hand you can see the Mepps, a little bit.

I would say we were having a perfect day so far. No wind, rain or cold weather, although we had on a few layers but were very comfortable.

The Silver & White Mepps, and the Red Devils were the best lures of the day by far.

Love Having The Trolling Motor Along

I remember when I had my canoe I didn’t have a trolling motor and would use up a lot of energy on those windy days. It’s so nice to have a trolling motor. Nice to save all our energy for casting and catching fish.

We started fishing just after 7am and fished until about 7pm. So that was 12 hrs of trolling and fishing. The trolling motor battery did run out of energy about 15 minutes before we were back at the launch so Jamie paddled the rest of the way.

I was wondering if the trolling motor would have lasted longer had Jamie not brought so much tackle but then I thought it better not to say that as he could have left me home. Ha Ha

Jamie, How Are You Able To Fit In The Canoe?

Trolling Didn’t Produce A Single Strike

Even though we spent most of the day casting to structure and shore line we did do a fair bit of trolling while casting but never seen a single strike all day long. I thought that was strange as we always catch something, even a perch, but not this time.

Our Two Biggest Bass of The Day

I hooked into a nice fat bass that put up a great fight and even jumped clear of the water a few times.

Each time it jumped I thought it would spit the hook but, even after Jamie tried releasing it with his rubber net, I managed to get it in the canoe.

That smallmouth bass measured in at 18 inches in length.

Jamie’s biggest bass of the day was 16 inches and fought like it was at least 19”.

We reached this one section of the river that seemed to have a lot of pickerel in it although it didn’t look any different than any other part we had fished.

Jamie managed to catch all the little pickerel so that I could get at the bigger ones, he’s good like that.

I would say that we caught 10 or 12 pickerel in that stretch and then they stopped again and the bass took over.

The Fish Action Stopped

I always look forward to fishing at dusk as it always seems to get a little wild about that time but not on October 22, 2011. As soon as we started to lose the light the fish shut right down, completely, not even a strike for the last half hour of our fishing day.

At the end of it all we had a great day, plenty of fish to keep us happy and talking all the way back to Moncton and Riverview. Actually we may have caught more fish on this fishing trip that any other all year.

The Atlantic salmon is so much fun to watch jumping clear of the water. And of course fly fishing for the Atlantic salmon can be an adventure of a life time. I have been enjoying our New Brunswick rivers for about 3 decades now and I haven’t even scratched the surface of all the available salmon waters here.

This Video Shows Atlantic Salmon Jumping Up Rapids

One of the most famous Atlantic salmon rivers in New Brunswick is the Restigouche river. My wife Jenny is from Campbellton New Brunswick, right on the Restigouche river so when we would visit her parents I would usually drop Jenny off at the house and I would head up to Tide Head until it was completely dark, fishing trout and Atlantic salmon.

Atlantic Salmon Fishing The Restigouche River, New Brunswick

My first experience with salmon fishing on the Restigouche was at Tide Head New Brunswick, back 30 years ago. I was actually fishing brook trout at the brook the flows into the main river. It’s so much fun with light line and a tiny trout flies.

It was actually dark but of course I had to make just one more cast and that’s when I hooked into my first Restigouche salmon, I think. Well, like I said it was dark and I either hooked into the biggest trout I’ve ever had on the end of a line or it was a big ole Atlantic salmon. I guess by the way I’m writing this you can already tell I didn’t get to see it, but I did get to hear it clear the water a few times and smack down on the surface.

It sure sounded and felt big but we will never know but at that moment it didn’t really matter because I would have released it. I love allowing the bigger fish to return to breed more bigger fish. I was still shaking from the excitement once I returned to Jenny’s parents home for a late evening dinner of lobster.

Jenny’s dad, Arnold Jardine or Saddie as most knew him, had a big ole salmon ready for the next day’s dinner though. I miss going up to Campbellton since Dot and Saddie passed on.

Before closing here is a video from the Fishin’ Musician and TourismNB, enjoy.

Well Saturday October 01 may have been our last day out fishing for the New Brunswick 2011 fishing season.

Jamie had wanted to get out last weekend even though it was apple picking time. It was put to a vote and it was close. Jamie’s vote was for fishing.

Hint: We didn’t go fishing, you can figure out how the voting went.

Chipman Weather Was Looking Good

Jamie kept his eye on the weather for the Chipman area throughout the week and emailed me saying Saturday was going to be a bit rainy with a little wind but it was a better day than Sunday was going to be and wondered if I wanted to go fishing. DUH!!

“How’s leaving at 5am sound?”

I was outside waiting just before 5 and was surprised at how warm it was. I didn’t even need a jacket on at 5am on October 1st. Of course we talked and joked all the way there and hoping the water level had dropped.

Well we’re here at Chipman but where’s The River??

Most of the time we leave in the dark and plan to get to the water right at daybreak, not today. We were pretty eager so we left a little early and arrived while it was still pitch black out.

We took the canoe off the car so Jamie could get his fishing gear out of the trunk and then we fished for a bit at the shore until it was light enough to get the canoe, ourselves and all our gear in the water.

Jamie bought this really cool head lamp. He looked like a miner. I have one similar but I usually only take it with me when Atlantic salmon fishing. The sure come in handy when there’s no light and you’re trying to tie on a fly.

Once we could start seeing the water we saw that it was extremely calm. Perfect, we didn’t even need jackets on until later when it started raining and when it did start raining a sweater kept me warm and dry, for most of the day.

The cloud layer was low and heavy so it looked like the heavens would open up on us at any second. However the water was like reflective glass and there was no wind at all. Perfect for fishing the weeds for big pickerel.

We Saw Action Immediately

We were only on the water for a few minutes. Once we reached the opposite side of the cove where I like to fish the weeds we had pickerel going for our baits. What a great sign to have early.

It was very quiet, until the first shotgun blast rang out. I think duck season just opened up on us. Once we heard that first shot it was like machine guns going off every 10 minutes or so.

I told Jamie he better get rid of that duck suit for the day.

I landed the big perch you can see on the left, gave it a little kiss and set it free.

We caught a few perch throughout the day. I love the way they tease the bait before they chomp down on it. Don’t sure what kind of fight a 3 pound perch would put up.

They sure can put up a good fight even when they are only a half pound, or less in some cases.

Then There Were Flying Pickerel

If you’re a fisher I am sure you love it when pickerel take to the air. This is what was happening on Saturday, they were wild and wacky fish to say the least.

It’s so cool to cast a bait and have a pickerel right under it. That’s always gets me going but when a bait hits the water and a pickerel leaps 5 feet through the air to smack that bait, well the beats all else.

I love Atlantic salmon fishing and Saturday I think these pickerel we imitating salmon leaping in the air. We need to take a non-fisher who loves taking video and pictures to capture some of the action that was going on.

We also had many pickerel exploding on baits right at the side of the canoe, usually soaking at least one of us. A few times I saw wakes and deliberately drew the pickerel boat side before they could strike.

I even pulled my bait to the back of the canoe so I could bring it right along side of Jamie. HaHa, your all wet.

The pickerel fishing and catching went on pretty much all day with only a few minutes between the action. Just enough time to cram food in our mouths.

The rain eventually started but at first a sweater was all we needed. Later the wind picked up and the rain got to the point I needed my rain gear on. That’s when it became a little tougher to keep the canoe on track, thank goodness Jamie has a trolling motor. We didn’t even have to use the anchor, all day.

Most Pickerel Were 20” or More

My two best chain pickerel were 22” and 23 1/2” however most through the day were about 20”. Well except for when my bait passed through the pickerel nursery and I caught two little guys.

One was so small I could almost hide it in my closed hand while the other was more like a hammer handle. They were good for a little teasing and jokes about size matters.

As you can see I have on my ‘Happy To Catch A Fish’ face.

I had been using a few other baits but you’ll notice I caught this 23 1/2” pickerel on the trusty red senko worm I have been using for the last few years. They do a great job of making pickerel go nuts.

For the better part of the day I was using a black and redish purple 5” senko. I used this bait for most of the day because it was such a dark cloudy day and I find a dark bait gets more action when it’s getting darker. And it did, all day long.

Poor Jamie managed to hook into a nice fat pickerel. I did a great job at netting his pickerel and then I gave him the net. That’s when he took the hook out, well it really just fell out of the pickerels mouth and it flipped and then slide right back into the water.

Didn’t even get a chance to take a picture or measure the monster. Could have been bigger than mine but we will never know now.

I had my camera almost ready when I saw it go. I think I should have snapped a picture of Jamie’s face.

You can be sure the next one he caught didn’t get away so easily.

Jamie Wasn’t Letting This One Slip Away

Even though the rain and wind eventually won out we still had about 12 hours of fishing. Who could ask for more. It was an awesome day and we even got home before dark.

Now I can’t end this post without making a little bit of fun of Jamie.

Jamie’s Been Abusing Froggies, Again

About a month ago Jamie and I were fishing and he pulled the lovely looking segmented frog from his tackle back. He tied it on and let it run along side the canoe to see how it moved through the water.

It looked marvellous so he made his first cast with it, right into the weed bed and BAM a pickerel came up out of the water and slammed it good.

Immediately it headed toward Grand Lake with Jamies froggy.  Well the tension on Jamie’s reel was real tight and the line snapped and the fish was gone, with Jamie’s frog.

Since then he purchased a couple more of these great little frogs and decided to give it another try Saturday. This time he managed to keep the frog but it wasn’t getting as much action as some other baits we were using so he set it aside.

Later when we were packing up to go home I noticed that his little frog was following him around but when I took a closer look I realized it was actually hooked into the bottom of his boot. We rescued it with a pair of pliers and now it’s safely back in his tackle box for next year.

All in all we had a really good day with non stop action. Thanks Jamie.