Well, I’ve got to admit; as much as I’ve cursed the Cedar in the past, it sure was good to me today. I woke up at O-Dark:30 to go meet Fishing Machine at the Guttenburg dam for a day of fishing on the big river. Right around Coggon, the phone rang and she said the storm we had last night was still raging up her way. Not being one to trifle with lightning and monsoon-like conditions, I whipped a U-turn and started figuring on what my new plan was going to be.
Sky looked pretty dark off to the West still, so I figured Palo was probably out. It was early enough, and just overcast enough, that I thought I’d do something I hadn’t done in a long time: Topwater bassin.
I put in at Mowhawk park and motored around the corner into the borrow pits. Working the shoreline with a big yellow buzzbait, I made my way around both basins with a total count of about a dozen bass and two northerns.
The sun started to break through, so the topwater bite pretty much shut down. I figured maybe I’d do some trolling in the main channel and look for some of those walleyes everyone talks about. It didn’t take me long to realize that with the freedom fest activities, the 5-seasons ski team, and no shortage of other skiers, trolling the main channel just wasn’t a good idea.
I went on a mission – looking for another bass spot.