We got to the landing at 6:30 and were met by a beautiful sunrise and a light west breeze. I was planning on fishing for and hopefully catching a couple Coho’s and Kings and then only as a last resort fish hard for Lake Trout. We ran high lines with stickbaits of every sort, color and shape and size, off planers, long lines, in line sinkers, lead core, flashers and flys, spoons and pretty much everything we could offer, to almost no avail.
After much discussion and many theories were past about the boat, I reach into my cooler to find a “Banana”…Both of my boat partners, eyes wide, told me stories of bad luck incounters with banana’s and boats. Not being a supersticious man I smiled and laughed at the stories, but noticing that the peal had been crushed from a water bottle and the insides where ozzing out and there was enough worm bedding mixed in that I wasn’t going to eat it anyway, so I nonshaulantly chucked it overboard.
Now we’de been trolling for ten hours at 2mph gps with nothing to show for our patience and effort, but we didn’t get 1/2 a mile from that enlonged yellow fruit, bobbing in the 35 degree Superior water, when Grant yelled” FISH ON!”. I quickly yanked the Rod from the rod holder and handed it to Rick who was the only one of us who hadn’t caught a fish out of Gitchi. He reeled her up with little trouble she rolled into the net, A very nice 28″ Laker, about as big as you’de want to eat and plenty fun on the rod. A couple pictures and she was in the cooler. We fished for two more hours with out another bite.
Talked to a few other fishermen, all said they were planning on jigging in deepwater, 200’+, or on the humps straight out from the harbor. We only saw one other fish caught out of 7-8 boats.
It ended up being a great day of fishing, for the fish.
Supersticious or not, I will never let another banana in my boat.
April 18, 2009 at 9:12 pm
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