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Sunday, August 18, 2013

So, I had another plan.

It worked well enough yesterday that I thought I'd try the same plan of attack.

Up at dark thirty, and out the channel.  A bit later today, but still pitch black.

I get up near Big Sable Point and conditions look promising.  There's certainly enough bait fish in the water.

Like yesterday, I'm in the spot I think I need to be at dawn.  Another nice morning.

I'm sandwiched between a couple charter boats and have to run their course.  So instead of complaining, I seize the opportunity and give their clients a show.  Number one in the cooler!  (No action shots today either).

The sun is still trying to find the horizon as I continue a north troll.

The charter boats have moved on and...

It's a DOUBLE!

Two more in the cooler.

Time to turn around and try that spot again before the sun shows itself.

Nothing happens as the horizon gets brighter.

The sun finally appears and as usual, my success seems to flounder.

Oh well, it is another perfect day for a 2.5mph cruise.

So I'm fishing solo with the allotted three lines and manage to tangle two of them.  What the ...?   I've wandered out to over 250 feet of water (it happens in a hurry up there) and mark a few fish.  I do a few circles there and...

Fish on...twice!  Another DOUBLE!!!

OK.  Pressure time.  Land these two, and that's a limit and I'm done.

Piece of cake.  Limit cooler.

So, the lines are picked up and gear stowed.

With the sun merely at the 8am position.

There's enough fuel...

I could make that run for Mackinac Island fudge today, but point the bow south and head for the harbor via the shoreline route.

What a PERFECT lake.

I enter the channel to meet the Badger and the gauntlet of USCG, sheriff patrol, and city police.

I had to pull out of the channel as they passed.

The deputy told me later that they did that as a courtesy.  Not to me. I had to leave the channel.  Oh well, we all got to where we needed to be eventually.

Back at the marina, I hauled the catch to the cleaning station.  Biggest fish 21.5 lbs. with a couple more not far behind.  Four kings, one coho.

The deed is done.  There will be some work when I get home.

Speaking of home, time to put a wrap on this fun, close up the boat and go find my car.

Awesome three days.

Ahhhhhhh!

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