As many of you will come to find out through reading this blog I am a pretty targeted angler. If I am going to spend time on the water, 9 times out of 10 I will be targeting my favorite game fish the large or smallmouth bass. Second in line would be the walleye, which is a species that I have enjoyed learning more about over the past few years.
This past weekend I had an opportunity to try something new, I was offered a free trip up to the North Shore of Minnesota and it just so happened that (because of our late spring) the steelhead were still running out of Lake Superior into tributaries. After reading more about the elusive steelhead I was excited to give it a try. I got some great information from the folks at www.minnesotasteelheader.com and checked up on the online forums as well. My timing was going to be a little late but the possibility still existed for me to hook into one of these huge, powerful fish.
I had one evening and a whole day to figure it out. I was fishing a large lagoon area between a stream and the big lake. I spent my time drifting a night crawler below a float and casting spoons, spinners and Rapalas. The first evening was slow with no fish to show for my efforts, I had a blast exploring the area and trying to find likely holding spots. Of course when you are in a place as beautiful as the North Shore of Lake Superior there are plenty of distractions when the fishing is slow!
Day 2 brought a typical North Shore day in terms of weather. The temperature topped out at 46 (Happy June 1st!) and we had clouds, fog, drizzle and light rain. I fished a lot more out by the mouth of where the river entered into the lake after getting a tip that there may be Lake Trout hanging out there. As is typically the case a 10 year old came down and caught one on his second cast, but I could only seem to catch Suckers. I fished most of the day and again did some exploring. It was a breathtaking day and an experience I won’t forget.
As a “hardcore” fisherman I was surprised at how the beauty of God’s creation could numb the fact that I wasn’t able to accomplish my goal of hooking a steelhead. Mark my words, I will be back.
Good luck on the water and don’t forget to keep one eye on the sky!