ruge13
02-24-2003, 08:44 AM
"Then to my morning work. First I take an axe and pail and go in search of water, if that be not a dream. After a cold and snowy night it needed a divining-rod to find it. Every winter the liquid and trembling surface of the pond, which was so sensitive to every breath, and reflected every light and shadow, becomes solid to the depth of a foot or a foot and a half, so that it will support the heaviest teams, and perchance the snow covers it to an equal depth, and it is not to be distinguished from any level field. Like the marmots in the surrounding hills, it closes its eyelids and becomes dormant for three months or more. Standing on the snow-covered plain, as if in a pasture amid the hills, I cut my way first through a foot of snow, and then a foot of ice, and open a window under my feet, where, kneeling to drink, I look down into the quiet parlor of the fishes, pervaded by a softened light as through a window of ground glass, with its bright sanded floor the same as in summer; there a perennial waveless serenity reigns as in the amber twilight sky, corresponding to the cool and even temperament of the inhabitants. Heaven is under our feet is well as over our heads."
-- Henry David Thoreau
Walden in Winter Chpater 16 in full (http://nanosft.com/walden/essays/wal16winter.html)
Despite not having a grill for lunch, a studied contour map proved useful in keeping the action steady. What does a contour map have to do with a grill you ask?? Well, constant flags for 2 hours keeps Sam busy. This is always good for a productive day of fishing because as we all know, without action and food, Sam aka Bass Candy aka Skunkmaster aka Perch boy eats the bait. In search of trout, we threw power bait, meal worms, and shiners through 18 inches of ice. Surprised by the diversity, we got a few monster perch, ones that would eat Lovell's for breakfast, a couple decent largemouth (the pic was the smallest but had the best coloration), a couple smallmouth about 2 lbs and Sam aka Bass Candy aka Skunkmaster aka Perch boy now aka Trout Unlimited was busy bringing home the bacon with 2 brightly colored Browns. Clearly an early morning fishery for us, action died off towards the afternoon with one hole producing consistently all day long. Fortunately the rain stopped just as the park opened. Warmwater species found near the humps, trout a little deeper.
-- Henry David Thoreau
Walden in Winter Chpater 16 in full (http://nanosft.com/walden/essays/wal16winter.html)
Despite not having a grill for lunch, a studied contour map proved useful in keeping the action steady. What does a contour map have to do with a grill you ask?? Well, constant flags for 2 hours keeps Sam busy. This is always good for a productive day of fishing because as we all know, without action and food, Sam aka Bass Candy aka Skunkmaster aka Perch boy eats the bait. In search of trout, we threw power bait, meal worms, and shiners through 18 inches of ice. Surprised by the diversity, we got a few monster perch, ones that would eat Lovell's for breakfast, a couple decent largemouth (the pic was the smallest but had the best coloration), a couple smallmouth about 2 lbs and Sam aka Bass Candy aka Skunkmaster aka Perch boy now aka Trout Unlimited was busy bringing home the bacon with 2 brightly colored Browns. Clearly an early morning fishery for us, action died off towards the afternoon with one hole producing consistently all day long. Fortunately the rain stopped just as the park opened. Warmwater species found near the humps, trout a little deeper.