Smoking or no smoking? Opted to run the slalom course of orange cones up Provo Canyon. Both ways. What a masochist. Some folks just freeze up when they are in the cone zone and can't get the gas pedal beyond 20 mph. Got to spend lots of extra "quality time" at the end of a line of cautious Caspers.
Launched the tube at the Island ramp just before 6:30. Almost got run over by a swarm of tin boat trouters who splashed in, cranked up and headed up the lake for the Provo River inlet.
Calm conditions and a bit smoky. Air temp 65 and water temp 70. Still a bit warm for the fall fling but nice for fishing waderless in the tube.
Started off dragging a fly and bubble on one rod and a jig and fly on the other rod. Almost instant action...on dink perch. Caught several on the flies in about 20 feet of water along the buoy line. Got tired of all that fun and hauled out to the end of the non-island.
Not much on sonar at any depth. Saw scattered onesies and twosies on the way out and very little around the island. Started pitching a tandem jig rig into shore and hopping the jigs out into deeper water. Green sunfish and small smallmouths thought that was a grand idea and voted for it with frequency. But still nothing big enough to bend my stick and pull string off the reel.
Worked shallow to deep (35') and back again as I kicked around the island to the north side. Still catching bitty bass and micro greenies. Saw a few bank tanglers near the far east end of the island. A lot of casting and high expectations but no love for any of them that I saw.
I started bottom bouncing my tandem jig rig out into the area north of the island...the flats. Lots of rattle rattle stuff and a couple more smallmouths. Then a small zone with more clone 8" perch.
Decided to go back and work the area around the end of the island more thoroughly. Noticed a bass boat with a couple of guys appearing to be dragging bottom bouncer rigs for walleyes. Also noticed a couple of divers swimming right next to their boat...kicking their fins up as they went down right off the transom. Musta got lonely. I think if I was one of the guys in the boat I woulda filled my diver tag. Limit one but they got a lot of meat on them. Tough black skin though.
Saw some suspended fish around the end of the island. Guessed they might be crappies. That's where I got a 15 incher a couple of years ago. But they had lockjaw today. Only middle fins on the sonar screen.
Noticed some Jet Skis pulling into the parking area and some getting ready to launch. Figured my time or relative solitude was about at an end. Finished up by dragging jigs back through the area I had got perch earlier and got some more. Also picked up a silly little walleye that was just too young and inexperienced to know he shouldn't be there.
Water was glass when I beached on the gravel next to the ramp...out of consideration for the two jet skis that were taking the whole ramp to launch. But they got it together and boogies and I had the ramp to myself.
A nice end to a nice day...even if I didn't get all that much heavy lifting. On the plus side, I also didn't have to spend any time at the fillet board.