Its the same old game on Superior. One day the wind blows just right and the ice disappears, and in a heartbeat with the wrong wind its right back in the way. lol
We were up for a three dayer and the wind was good to me. Plenty of people out. There were some on ice yet but only three that I saw near Duluth just off the Lester.The Lester also had some bait soakers with long rods. One guy at the French, a couple on the shore up a ways from the French. I didn’t notice anyone on the Knife but then I couldn’t see the shore. Me? I did the breakwater.
At one time I saw six or seven guys casting the wall and the report was that they were not doing too good…one coho or king and a herring. But this was the morning after a long line of thunder bumpers beat the shore the night before. As these guys came in I worked my way out and gave it an hour with nothing to show for it. Thursday afternoon I walked back out and in an hour of casting had one thump on the line but no hook-up. I thought it may be a coho.
Loopers are not in yet and steelies haven’t been common lately either. The trout haven’t graced the area yet either. I have to say though, that in spite of the poor reports the time I spent casting was reward enough. What with the wind that blew the ice to Wisconsin for me, I bundled up thinking I’d likely freeze my man-parts but I actually had to take the coat off.
As shore ice broke free and washed past me it reminded me of a National Geographic presentation on calving ice bergs. Witnessing this was unreal.