You've heard how our trip ended, here's the story from the beginning. Steve gave me a call on Saturday wanting to know if I'd like to meet him at Morrison Lake Sunday morning to catch some bluegills for a fish fry I have coming up in August. We decided to meet at 7am. We were both early and by 7 we were on the water motoring towards our hot spot. We dropped the trolling motor and it was only a few minutes and we were marking fish. The spot lock was activated and we started catching fish right away. They were suspended between 6 and 10 feet deep in 16 fow. I won't lie, at first I was hot, catching gills fast and furious, even pulling a couple doubles. It didn't take Steve long and he was more than holding his own. We even had a couple of triples. We fished through one short rain shower and by 11:30 or so the counter showed 40 in the live well. After a quick count we found we actually had 45 and the quest for the last 5 was on. 46-49 came fairly quickly but # 50 took a while. We both caught #50 a bunch of times but you know, when you limit out you have to quit fishing so # 50 went back in a bunch of times. Finally, after our vessel was boarded by Ginger Beard the Pirate, we decided we'd had enough and one last fish went in the box. We didn't catch any real big fish today, most were between 7 and 7 1/2 with a few pushing 8. We also had about 10 perch in the 9-10 range. We never moved from our starting spot to catch our limit. I was fishing a #10 gold hook under a slip bobber on one rod and jigging a Hali on the other. Steve was fishing a Hali under a slip bobber. Red worms were the bait of choice today. I'll leave it up to Steve to add pictures.
