What a wonderful day. We got off about 7:30 this morning. The boat cranked right up but as soon as I gave it a little throttle, it died. We were drifting down the river, dead in the water. Normally this would be the time when I would get really nervous but I had a feeling everything would turn out fine. I worked with the motor for a while and finally got it running again. Must have had some moisture in the line. That's what I get for not running it for several weeks.
As soon as we were up and running again we headed for a few places I wanted to try out. I don't have any recent experience with white perch fishing so today was just going to be a learning day. If we didn't catch any fish it wouldn't be a total waste because it was an absolutely gorgeous day. Even had to start out with a light jacket and that is rare here in early September.
Susan, my fishing partner, is from Long Island, New York. She is one of the nurses who works at the jail. She hasn't done much fishing but she loves it. It was even her idea that I take off today so we could go.
We tried a few spots that I thought might be good and had no luck. About an hour after we were out, my river rat neighbor called to check on us because he heard from one of our other neighbors that I was having some problems with the motor. I told him everything was OK. He told us a friend of his was catching white perch right across the river from my camp but had to leave because he ran out of minnows. We headed back toward that area.
We fished for several hours in that little honey hole and pulled in quite a few. Since I haven't fished for white perch in years, I forgot how tricky they are to catch. The bobber would barely move and there would be a fish on the line. And you have to pull it in quick before it got away. We lost more than we caught. All in all we had a pretty good day but I need another day off tomorrow to rest up from it.
Susan took the fish home for her husband to clean. That makes it a perfect day.