First ice of the year always comes faster than expected. I was still open water fishing for Pete’s sake, when I got a call from my fellow angler Ryan (stateofhockey) who said he was fixin to get after some ice (last weekend). Nay Nay said I, where pray tell could there possibly fishable ice right now?! Ryan brought to memory a small lake in cheese land that bolsters a nice population of brook trout. Well Frick, better get my ice rods re-lined and rigged ay!? Ryan and his buddy checked ice conditions for us before we were to head up to meet him. He reported 3.5 solid inches of clear ice which was music to my ears. Best part was we would only be fishing in 4 feet of water! So even in a worse case scenario a dip into the drink would not be life threatening unless your a vertically challenged person. I even brought out my island themed water wings and Seahorse floaty pool toy for safety's sake.
I wasted no time telling Wrecked Angler who was gung-ho with little more than the promise of the possibility of catching some troots. Billy The Supersticious was to join us as well so our little troop of merry anglers arrived at the lake before noon while visions of ice holes and bobbers danced in our heads. I was not the first to step onto the now frozen water. Nay Nay, I leave that up to lighter and more nimble bodies. At 6’1 and 230 I’m not the smallest angler on earth so needless to say I’m wary of surfaces that may or may not support my vestigials. (Nothing puckers up my balloon knot worse than cracking ice under my feet.) The anglers chipped there way over to the shoreline we picked to fish along and ice was solid the whole way. 3.5 inches was plenty to support us and our fishings affects. The ice saws made short work of the ice, cutting nice neat sight fishing holes with ease. If you consider yourself an avid ice fisherman and you do not own a Fish’s brand blue Ice saw they are HIGHLY recommended, I cannot extol the virtues of these saws enough. Great product. Leave the ice Auger at home you won’t even need it.
The day was wonderfully pristine. Clear sky, little wind, and the fish were biting!! My heavens were they ever. We caught dozens upon dozens of young brook trout. Some coming nearly out of the whole to take a spoon baited with waxworms. Some beauties were caught even two pushing 18.5 inches! Slobs. Just tanks. Three of us angled PB brook trouts and the rest (me and wrecked) managed only lil bois but the action was so hot it mattered little that we didn’t hook into the Don Shlobbio (this time)
I only managed to catch yung fish, same with ol’ Wrecked angler. But my lord we slayed um. Jesus Mary Martha and Joseph. Just pulled um in left to right. It was a fruitful fishing trip. One of the best if not THE best first ice outing I ever had. Big ups to Ryan for once again finding the fish, dude has an uncanny ability to get on the denizens of the deep in a big way.
All of us returned to shore high and dry no worse for the wear. Some of us had puckered stank hole syndrome but that is to be expected on a first ice adventure. Recovery time is short and luckily non detrimental to digestive health.