Ttrigger, I stopped down at the weigh in to determine once and for all if there were any fish in that river. I’m guessing they had about a dozen boats or so, with better than half bringing somthing in to weigh. From what I remember, it broke down roughly as follows:
Bass: Maybe a dozen to 15, biggest about 3lbs, two smallies in the mix.
Northerns: Lots of gators, I was really surprised to see this, as I didn’t think they were that common on the river. Maybe 10 total weighed, biggest just under 6lbs with most probably going 3+.
Crappies: Not many of these, maybe 5 total? All pretty small.
Cats: Couple of forktails, nothing more than probably 2lbs. One flathead that would have been lucky to break a pound.
I was really surprised that nobody brought in any really thick cats. That’s the one fish I usually do pretty well on in the Cedar. Don’t know where people were picking up the Northerns, but they’re a lot of fun to catch, so maybe I’ll have to explore a little and see if I can find a cold-water sanctuary somewhere.
Daughter was really excited to see all the fish coming in and demanded that we go out fishing immediately. We went home, got the boat, and headed back to mohawk, to fish for a couple hours. We spent our time throwing cranks and spinnerbaits. Cranks picked up two largemouths, one cat, and snagged a carp. Interesting, but all the fish followed out to the boat before swiping at the bait, kind of like a musky does sometimes. I even had to figure-8 to get the catfish on (now be honest, ever hear of a guy figure-eighting a catfish before)?
Chitwood, was that you in the blue ranger/avalanche? Thought about stopping over and chit-chatting, but by the time the weigh-in was over, you were outta there. I’ll have to catch you next time. Good luck out there.