One last trip before deer season.
Do you know how some days, when you step outside at daylight, something hits you right between the eyes. The weather is mild and the wind is light and the forecast is for this to be a perfect day to go fishing. Well, today was one of those days. I sent Steve a text, "perfect day for fishing". He responded "sure is". My reply to that, "lets go". Within seconds my phone rings and he asks "are you serious"? As a heart attack! 90 minutes later we were launching his boat on Morrison Lake in Ionia County.
We headed to the east end and idled around till we started marking fish then rigged up with jigs and minnows, dropped the trolling motor and started long lining for crappie. Steve was first to hook up ( and second and third ) and soon we had a few nice crappie in the live well. Sort of by accident I hooked into a decent perch and then Steve stuck another crappie.
Some people let success go to their head. A post went out claim impending victory based on an early 4-1 lead but we switched tactics from Steves strength, trolling, to mine, jigging a Hali. It wasn't long and the score was tied up at 4-4 , with 3 nice gills in the box, and the rooster wasn't crowing quite as loud.
The rest of the day was nip and tuck but in the end the old man of the lake, Steve Ash, won the bragging rights 8-7. Not that anyone is counting.
I guess that at one point in time I must have been ignoring my fishing partner and didn't turn to look when he caught another fish, and probably hurt his feelings, because he gave me a good, close look at a 10" crappie, right up side my head. He did apologize through the snickers and even sounded somewhat sincere.
All kidding aside, it was a fun day on the water with some fish caught and a lot of stories and laughs shared. That is, after all, what it's all about, isn't it?