Holy crap I caught a Lake Whitefish!
I've made way more attempts for this species than I really would care to admit. I tried a Lake that I've had my eye on for quite some time yesterday for the first time, located on the Ice Planet Hoth. Per usual, I had Shovelnoser47 with. We made a LONG walk to a promising looking area of the lake where it goes from 7 to 50 feet pretty sharply. We drilled approximately ten million holes until we found a tasty looking weed line right on top of the break in about 7 feet of water. Admitedly, my hopes weren't super high, I was expecting to maybe see a few and hopefully get one to bite. But not even 20 minutes into our day and Sam and I saw a really huge Whitefish lapping between our holes and then it actually bit my spoon! I set the hook into pure disappointment as the treble somehow failed to connect in the Whitefishes mouth. That was so upsetting at the time, what if that was my only chance?
But those worries were muffled when another, if smaller Whitefish came through about 10 minutes later. This one was less aggressive though and only sniffed the waxies on my spoon before moving on. That scenario repeated itself several times and we saw quite a few Whitefish swim by between 9 and 10:30 AM. But then it was VERY slow for several hours. I only caught a couple young Yellow Perch as my first fish of 2018. Yay. Sometime around 1:30 PM I saw a fish barely poking its head into my field of vision. It then revealed itself to be a Pike, eyeing up my spoon, fluttering her pectoral fins for a few moments before swimming away. Only a minute or two later, I see a fish come charging through my hole in full crazy batshit insane kamikaze mode as it crushes my poor spoon. I barely had time to react so for a split second I though "that Pike must have come back!" But upon setting the hook I saw a flash of silver and a tall, forked grey tail.
It was a short but hard fight. Once I had the fish in the hole I struggled pretty mightily with getting a good grip on it to get her on the happy side of the ice. But finally I got her topside and I finally, FINALLY had my lifer Lake Whitefish. I have targeted them in very deep water, very shallow water, huge expansive lakes, and small bays, and even during their spawning runs on the Upper Mississippi River, but never scored even a bite. So seeing this fish go as crazy as it did for my spoon felt a bit weird. But it sure felt nice. After a couple photos I sent her back to keep being weird and mysterious.
And there was much rejoicing.