I got to bed real early last night (never heard the 10pm siren that goes off a block from the marina) and left the dock about 4:30am this morning. I wanted to have lines set and be north of Point Sable at dawn.
Mission accomplished.
Like flying IFR. It's a black world on the water that early.
I was where I wanted to be as the eastern sky brightened.
And I left the Point Sable Light in my wake. Actually, not much wake at 2.5mph.
So there I was, where I wanted to be, when I wanted to be there and finally, a rod began to sing and I landed a real nice king. Sorry, no action shots when I'm doing this solo in traffic.
It took a while to land that fish due to the way it was hooked. By the time I was done with it, the sun was up and I had strayed out of the traffic to a couple hundred feet of water.
Of course the one day this year that is the PERFECT boating day, and my beautiful bride is at a quilt show, which is why I'm traveling solo this weekend. You'd think they might pick a more appropriate season to hold an event that caters to the home bound folks. But no, middle of August, let's have a quilt show! Nothing against that, but really, why not November or March or April, or, or, or?
OK, back to the fun (I could be at a quilt show). I circled that stretch of water for a couple hours on an absolutely flat Lake Michigan.
Part of the charter fleet was in the neighborhood as well.
It was hard to stop snapping pictures. The lake was soooooo perfect.
Anyway, while working this area I did get a few more bites and landed two more fish. Another nice king and a decent coho.
But you say, there's only one more fish in the cooler. Well, that would be because when I went to flop the coho in the cooler, I missed! Into the lake it went and all I could do was watch it disappear off my transom. Oh well. I passed back through the area a couple times but never saw a floating fish. I'm thinking someone must have scooped it up.
I decided to call it a day as a freighter passed off my stern.
With my ratty old mop safely stowed...
It was time to point the bow south.
Full speed ahead...well kinda' full speed.
Did I mention this was a perfect boating day? Wish I had somewhere to go. What a pleasant cruise back to port. It was awesome.
Mackinac Island is just a short 7 hours away. Maybe I should take a little side trip up that way for some fudge.
No, I need fuel instead.
Since now there's no money left for fudge, I'll just kick back for awhile and enjoy the day.
Maybe even a little more lake activity this evening. I'll see how it goes.
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