Everyone might remember me posting about my brother's purchase of a 2009 smokercraft. Well let me tell you, we have been learning the hard way that fishing doesn't mean catching. Carefully, we had been studying fishing reports. Four times we have gone out with good weather and high spirits only to be brought low with few bites and lost fish. We even felt the boat was cursed and the only cure, a fish, any fish. Even a lowly goby. But alas, our efforts amounted to the same result. No Fish.
Until today, our desperation took us onto Houghton lake. A blustery day forecasted with winds reaching 21 miles per hour by noon, waters 55 degrees and overcast. We struck out on the lake using the boat launch near the fall c.c 2014 campground. Our bearing was towards the north, to the canals where reports said the crappie were. Just no luck. So we decided to troll the lake. Always good for producing a hammer handle and that's when our spirits were uplifted. 4 missed fish, two were lost in the excitement juggling rods. Fifth fish hit and I was ready for it. I set the hook and began pulling it to the boat. As it came up my first thought was Walleye. But no, it was a crappie. Not even hooked, my brother with the net skilfully swiped and pulled her aboard. This fish swallowed my small rattletrap but was not hooked. She was brought to the boat by her sheer defiance to spit it out. The wind picking up and the swells becoming larger we called it quits well satisfied with our prize. Finally, we can kick that skunk to the curb.


12.5" good for a first of the year.



Me being a total good

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