A couple of weeks ago my son and I took a trip to Gander Mountain to see if we could find any good deals. On the way home, he says to me "dad, I think I'd like to have my own tackle box." Brendan loves to fish. I have an abundance of tackle and poles. So, he has just always used my stuff. That evening I was thinking about what he had said. I decided that I would do what any good dad would do. We went out to the garage, got out both my big tackle boxes, and proceeded to have a school yard pick of every hook, sinker, worm, spinner, and Rapala I owned. He just stood there in disbelief and kept saying "I can't believe this." He now has a great start to a tackle box that will keep him fishing for the rest of his life.
Fast forward to this past weekend. We spent the weekend together at my mom and step-dad's lake cottage. On Saturday, we took a 45 minute ride up the channel to the next lake over. I had read that this lake was stocked with walleye, my new found passion. We trolled crawler harnesses and rattle traps for a couple hours with no luck. Brendan said, Dad, see that tree over there laying down in the water? Let's fish it!
So, we set up just on the edge of the tree and tossed minnows under a bobber. It didn't take long before Brendan's pole caught fire and he started pulling out nice slab crappie one after another.
I was fishing 5ft away from him and couldn't buy a bite. Finally my bobber goes down and I set the hook. I knew right away this wasn't a crappie. Maybe a big bass or a pike? Nope! It's a walleye!!! Brendan grabs the net and we get this hog in the boat. Is it another HOF??? Yep
We headed back to the cottage for an early supper then back out for the evening bite. Only one bite for the evening with a nice 22 inch eye caught on a rattle trap.
Sunday morning we went back through the channel to the hot spot. It didn't take long and the walleye started hitting. My pole was hot this day as I managed a limit of walleye and 4 nice crappie. Brendan got his first legal walleye as well. The largest today was 22 inches and ranged down to 16 inches. I also released 1 short and we had 3 fish get loose at the boat.
This turned out to be one of the best fishing trips of my life. All right here in Northeast Indiana!
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