Sixth Day of Christmas

…six months of burning,
five pounds of bass,
four kids all fishing,
three weeks of winter,
two Northerner boots,
and one transistor radio.

The sixth day sounds like an extended version of one of those can’t miss exercise videos you find on a TV infomercial (would never sell though as folks are more into six minute or six day results).

No doubt, there is certainly a fitness aspect to today’s post but another “burn” is more of the focus.

You see, today we’re talking about a less glamorous type of bass chasing called “walk-in strip mine fishing.” No need for a $50,000 bass boat, a 250 HP outboard and a couple television sized fish finders here, boys and girls. Nope, just a pair of boots, a backpack, some rods and more than a little determination.

Ever navigated strip mine terrain?

Ever seen it when the terrestrial vegetation is left to run wild?

Now that’s a rough combo for a fifty-something guy out there trying to fool a few bass (actually more like a few dozen).

  

Photo comparison, same exact spot with me on left from 4/21/18 and Brent on right from 9/23/18.

So, imagine my delight as I pulled into the parking area of one of my stomping grounds this past April to see it laid bare courtesy of a controlled burn. Yep, no more neck high weeds to plow through while trying to find fishing holes that are only revealed when you break through the vegetation upon reaching the water’s edge. No more hidden, eroded ruts that sneak up on you while your eyes are focused on the tough to penetrate jungle that lies before them.

Instead, it’s a regular walk in the park with everything laid out before you in a sea of soot. A leisurely stroll with no surprises, no stumbles and no falls.

However, with a fresh start and a Midwest spring, Mother Nature does her thing as the vegetation energetically rebounds to reclaim the terrain. And it sure doesn’t take her long to make ambulatory navigation a challenge once again.

Thus, today’s Christmas wish would keep this stomping ground in a relatively vegetation free state for the six months that it is available to anglers (April 1 through September 30). Darn near seems unfair though as those bass wouldn’t stand a chance. Talk to you later. Troy

Fifth Day of Christmas

…five pounds of bass,
four kids all fishing,
three weeks of winter,
two Northerner boots,
and one transistor radio.

2018 marked the first year since 2014 that I was unable to fool a bass of five pounds or better. It wasn’t for lack of effort, just wasn’t meant to be as I was able to get ample time on the water and chase them in a few places where some quality bass swim.

The best I could muster was a 4-8 although I did have the good fortune of being along to witness a five pounder. Same outing as my 4-8 in fact and landed by my brother, Brent, after allowing me to stake a claim to 2018 Top Bass for just over two hours.

September 23, 2018 and 4-8 was as close as I could get for the year, did see Brent nab his 5-1 though to hit the mark.

In addition, our 2018 Top 5 allowed me to ogle several in this range or better thanks to the efforts of Mark Balbinot and Jim Junk throughout the year.

  

Mark Balbinot (left) made the mark with 8 bass and Jim Junk (right) posted a pair of five pounders

Oh yeah, I also watched a bank angler reel in a 5-9 back in October within shouting distance of my boat, even pitched in my scale to assist with the weigh-in. Good for him though, as I also know a thing or two about being the guy on the bank.

So, while I did get my fix, this wish for five pounds of bass specifically and selfishly means all at once and on the end of my line. Not too much to ask I figure for a guy who has paid his dues. I’ll even walk many a mile to find one…but I’m getting ahead of myself on this here project.

Day Six tomorrow, hope you’ll tune in and talk to you later. Troy

Fourth Day of Christmas

…four kids all fishing,
three weeks of winter,
two Northerner boots,
and one transistor radio.

Sadly, it’s been a while since we’ve had a scene similar to the photo above with our crew lining the bank of a fishing hole. Life just gets crazy busy as this bunch gets older and begins to explore other activities looking to find what suits them. And during this past year those fishing poles wound up taking a backseat to a lot of other stuff.

  

Helena spent the beginning of her freshman year wielding a flag in the United Township High School Color Guard instead of her Lady Shakespeare rod and reel combo. Well done too, in earning the “Rookie of the Year” award from her coach.

  

Carly does her work with a volleyball or on an oboe much more so than the Abu Garcia Ike spinning combo she picked out a couple years ago. And the oboe work for the Glenview Middle School Band has paid off to the tune of Illinois Music Education Association All District Honors.

  

Jayce is just a few short months from his rod and reel gripping hands being considered “lethal weapons” as the old saying goes. His Tae Kwon Do black belt hangs in the All Family ATA studio as an impressive reminder each day as he reports for lessons.

  

Zac spent the summer working on hitting some liners instead of casting a line and this winter it’s basketballs over bobbers as he hits the hardwood. The kid gets rich too in earning five bucks a game when Papa shows up (rarely misses a game and just for a 1970s and 80s comparison I actually had to get a hit to earn a quarter from my Papa).

Julie and I are behind them all the way regardless of how these interests pan out and it keeps us rather busy. During the rare free time though we do make an effort to get everybody out in the wild for some fresh air. I guess we just need to make a note to seek out more spots with some water and pack along some poles. Talk to you later. Troy

Third Day of Christmas

…three weeks of winter,
two Northerner boots,
and one transistor radio.

  

Images from a much too early 11/26/18 snowstorm that dumped over 13″. I’m ready to move on to spring now.

Okay, so I know that I live in the Midwest, have for my whole life and you get what you get and you don’t throw a fit. Just get out the shovel, the scraper and some ice melt and have at it.

But hey, this is kind of a wish list sort of thing. Besides, the seasons continue to get a bit weirder all the time.

So, I’m saying there’s a chance.

It’s already ruined for this year though thanks to just under 14” of late November snow to go with a couple more inches from earlier in the month. However, if I had my way it would go something like this.

Winter and all its trimmings would start right about December 16 and run its course by January 6. A white Christmas is still appealing and I do like the sight of a freshly fallen blanket of snow but once or twice a year on the latter would be just fine. Otherwise, I want my lakes, ponds and strip pits open through mid-December and ready again by the beginning of February. Along the way I’m willing to shovel my driveway once or twice, debate about when to put the sandbags in the bed of the truck and keep my fingers crossed that we dodge the seemingly annual ice storm.

Oh yes, I’d certainly make the most out of those three weeks in order to not be left wishing I’d done this or that outdoor winter activity (yeah right). The first week would be spent stripping line, respooling reels and restocking tackle as you can’t fool around with such a short season off the water. My second week would encompass celebrating Christmas and perhaps a few vacation days to coincide with school break for some family time minus a bit of the hustle and bustle. The final week would be used to welcome the New Year, build a snowman, go sledding, drink some hot chocolate, throw some snowballs and then start drawing up plans for a garden with warmer weather right around the corner. I might even make one ice fishing trip just to say I did it as long as there’s at least six inches of ice and forty degree air temperatures (perhaps an unlikely prospect during such a short winter but a wish list isn’t always realistic).

Whew, I’m worn out just writing about such a wonderful and fun filled winter.

Now back to reality and the Fourth Day tomorrow. Talk to you later. Troy

Second Day of Christmas

…two Northerner boots,
and one transistor radio.

 

Start and finish pics of 2018 boot patching to get “one more year” out of them

This one kind of made last year’s series of Christmas Wish List postings in the form of some boot patches. I must’ve behaved myself in 2017 as I was indeed rewarded with a tube of Shoe Goo to do the repair work.

Well, while it looked like a good idea and covered up those holes upon application, the joy was short lived. For “application” can mean a couple different things.

1. application (noun) – the action of putting something on a surface.
For instance: “On the surface, the application of Shoe Goo to the holey boots looked like a winner.”

2. application (noun) – the action of putting something into operation.
For instance: “The application of the patched boots to some West Central Illinois strip mine trekking proved to be too much for the Shoe Goo.”

However, if it doesn’t pan out with Santa and I stick to the slightly muddy banks and avoid any water over, say, an inch or so, I might just be able to get by for another year. Kind of the way I live when it comes to “stuff” as I adhere to the “maybe one more year” approach. And in regards to these boots, several other pairs of footwear, my boat, my truck, most of my fishing reels, the majority of my wardrobe, my old radio…well, those one more years have turned into a decade or more. Talk to you later. Troy

First Day of Christmas

…a new transistor radio.

I really have no idea how old my old radio is but it’s certainly old enough to say that it has seen better days. It features a busted handle, no antenna, a finicky on/off switch and a slightly corroded (but still functional) battery compartment. None of these items put it out of commission but sometimes you do have to wiggle that on/off switch to get it back in gear or sit with your finger on the broken antenna hole to get a station in tune.

So, as tough as it is to replace, the time has come. Actually, I probably won’t throw the old one out but will just use it in one of the few spots that are radio free at home. The most likely location would be my little basement corner of the world where I occasionally retreat to compose and peruse my archive of logs, notes, photo albums and other stuff.

You know, if I do use that old radio for basement coverage I should pretty much have a seamless transition around our locale. You see, I’m much more of a radio than television guy as evidenced by our home featuring at least a 10:2 radio to television ratio. I can go from room to room to garage to deck to driveway to vehicle and even to bicycle without a loss of radio coverage via strategically placed devices. While I often go days or weeks without turning on the television, radio is a constant daily companion in the home and on the road and it’s been that way for as long as I can remember.

I’ll try not to keep you too long on these posts as I’m sure you’ve got better things to do. But before I sign off on this first day of Christmas, just for fun, let’s have a look at my Top 11 songs that have “Radio” in the title (couldn’t make a cut for a Top 10).

Top Radio Songs

11. Mexican Radio – Wall of Voodoo (1983)
“I wish I was in Tijuana, eating barbequed iguana.”

10. Life Is a Rock but the Radio Rolled Me – Reunion (1974)
“Gotta turn it up louder, so my DJ told me.”

9. There Ain’t Nothin’ Wrong with the Radio – Aaron Tippin (1992)
“The older she gets, the slower we go but there ain’t nothin’ wrong with the radio.”

8. Turn up The Radio – Autograph (1984)
“Turn up the radio, I need the music, give me some more.”

7. Do You Remember Rock and Roll Radio – The Ramones (1980)
“Do you remember lyin’ in bed with the covers pulled up over your head?”

6. The Spirit of Radio – Rush (1979)
“Begin the day with a friendly voice, a companion unobtrusive.”

5. Video Killed the Radio Star – The Buggles (1979)
“Lying awake intently tuning in on you.”

4. Listen to the Radio – Don Williams (1982)
“The songs they play, that’s how I really feel, so, listen to the radio.”

3. I Watched it All on my Radio – Lionel Cartwright (1990)
“At the crack of the bat, I knew how far it’d go and I watched it all on my radio.”

2. Radio Land – Michael Martin Murphey (1984)
“I remember summer evenings, late night rock and roll.”

1. Radio Gaga – Queen (1984)
“Let’s hope you never leave old friend.”

New radio or old radio, here’s to more Cubs games while rowing around the strip mines, classic Casey Kasem countdowns over breakfast at a picnic table and late night rock and roll around a campfire with one of the best old friends anyone could ask for. Talk to you later. Troy

12 Days of Christmas

Here we are again in that “before you know it, Christmas will have come and gone” part of the year. As if you don’t already have enough on your plate, I’m going to clutter up your next dozen days with some stuff to view.

You see, after looking back through my blogging archives it’s time to revisit a “12 Days of Christmas” series, for better or worse. The last time I embarked on a similarly titled project was 2011 so I’m either overdue or the statute of limitations on “maybe I should know better” has passed.

The 2018 version of the 12 days are represented in the collage above, stay tuned for the daily reveal…

At any rate, the last few weeks of the year are the time for a few Christmas wishes and some New Year plans. The twelve posts to follow are a little bit of both.

Besides, it gives me something to write about during my “Cabin Fever” days as I will never be mistaken for an icefisherman nor pretend to know much about deer hunting. I used to spend some time on the trapline back in the day but I am afraid that trapping is a pastime that will likely remain in the past.

Nope, I’m content to spend the winter writing when I can and hanging out with my family instead of fish. And as I bide my time and stock up some fatherly fishing points for next year, this is what any faithful readers get in the meantime. Hope you will stop back by for the next dozen days. Talk to you later. Troy

Top 5 Update

A hefty batch of bass as a late season arrival provide us with at least one more update before we bid farewell to 2018. If this is indeed the conclusion it sure is an impressive finale.

Weight: 5-3
Angler: Mark Balbinot
Date: October 28
Location: Fulton County strip pit
Water Temp: Mid 50s F
Lure: White Big Bladed Spinnerbait
Structure: Tree top

Weight: 5-10
Angler: Mark Balbinot
Date: October 29
Location: Fulton County strip pit
Water Temp: Mid 50s F
Lure: Bandit Crankbait (chartreuse/blue)
Structure: Tree top

Weight: 6-12
Angler: Mark Balbinot
Date: November 23
Location: Fulton County strip pit
Water Temp: Mid 40s F
Lure: Underspin with Magic Shad
Structure: Tree top

Weight: 7-2
Angler: Mark Balbinot
Date: November 23
Location: Fulton County strip pit
Water Temp: Mid 40s F
Lure: Underspin with Magic Shad
Structure: Shallow Flat
Top 5 Weight: 31-9 (7-2,6-12,6-3,5-14,5-10) culls 5-3 and 5-0

Thanks, Mark, for the outstanding batch of bass. And I would also like to give a shout out to the rest of our bunch who made for yet another exciting year of fish stories. Stay tuned for a final stat update sometime in January to put the finishing touch on the 2018 Top 5. In addition, I will have a series of wrap-ups that take a look at the all-time stats as we conclude year number five of our project. Plenty more other stuff too for December to close out the year so stay tuned. Talk to you later. Troy

Strip Mine Report 11/24/18

9:55am and looking for that final bass of 2018

I’ve mentioned more than a few times that one of my annual goals is to land a November bass before calling it quits on the fishing year. And for 2018 I had pretty much conceded that it wasn’t going to happen. I was okay with that as responsibilities, work, weather and some vehicle trouble had conspired against going fishing as we reached the last week of the month. But things worked out after all and I took my shot last Saturday on one of my regular haunts.

10:45am no giant but got what I was after, a November bass courtesy of a Rapala Shad Rap

Stats
Date: November 24, 2018
Location: Knox County, IL strip mine – private
Time: 9:55am-2:40pm
Weather: Sunny/windy
Air Temp: 43-53F
Water Temp: no gauge
Totals: 5 bass
Lures:
Strike King Rattlin’ Pro Model 3/8 oz jig (green pumpkin) with Bass Pro Shops Triple Ripple Craw trailer (pepper frog hot orange) – 3 bass
Rapala Shad Rap (blue) – 2 bass
Top Bass: 1-15 Jig & Plastic
Top 5 Weight (only 3 at 12” or better): 5-2 (1-15,1-12,1-7)

11:09am  14″ and 1-7 on jig and plastic

12:25pm Top Bass for the day 16″ and 1-15 on jig and plastic

Notes and Nonsense

Fishing Factors – Several items got me an unplanned day on the water. First up was the confirmation of open water as observed during a Thursday trip to Galesburg which led to the next item. Thanksgiving Friday off of work then allowed me to get my end of year yard work done on Friday instead of Saturday. A forecast of a Saturday temperature pushing 50F and the job of returning a nephew to Galesburg after an overnight stay were the final straws in the makings of a getaway.

All In – I picked one of my best spots in terms of potential quality bites and past cold water success when it came time to choose a destination. While I normally max out at two or three hours on visits to this lake before hopping to another fishing hole, for this outing I committed to investing all my time and working it over thoroughly. I hit all of my regular areas two or even three times as I picked apart the lake and managed what I felt was a solid creel.

1:58pm and likely last bass of 2018 at 15.5″ and 1-12 on jig and plastic

Mission Accomplished – I lost my first bite at boatside as the anti-reverse on my reel gave out causing a batch of slack to spin out as I took my hand off the handle to reach for my catch. Fortunately, I only had to wait about 15 more minutes for another bite to get me on the board. While I’d also hoped to get a boost for my Top 5 it wasn’t meant to be as I could not find anything to boot those two-pounders from the bottom of my list. As a result, it looks like I will fall short of the coveted 20-pound mark for the first time since kicking off the Top 5 project back in 2014.

The lures that got it done – Rapala Shad Rap and a bit of a changeup from my standard jig and pig offering

Benching the Black and Blue – I’m pretty much a one trick pony when it comes to fishing a jig and pig being a longtime proponent of black and blue. Well, on this day, I stepped out of my comfort zone for a couple reasons. For one, the last time I fished the spot I saw a fellow nail a 5-9 bass on a green pumpkin colored jig and plastic trailer. In addition, I wanted to bulk up and really didn’t have any decent option to replace my normal #11 blue pork rind trailer. The intent of bulking up was that I was hoping that whatever decided to eat it would be bulked up as well. Turned out to be the right decision in terms of bites as it fooled three bass. And while none turned out to be as bulky as I’d hoped, no complaint from me on the successful results.

2:40pm and likely the end of the line for another fun year of fishing

I’ll close with a final outdoor observation as a shout out to Dad. On the way down to the fishing hole the early morning skies were gray and the wind was pushing blustery. The leaf covered ground was wet from a series of showers the previous day and nearly all of the farm fields were devoid of crops. I must admit that it felt a little odd taking in the scenery with a johnboat and a load of fishing gear along for the ride. For that voice inside my head repeated a phrase frequently uttered by Dad this time of the year as it “sure felt like a trapping morning.” Talk to you later. Troy

Top 5 Update

Open water is disappearing in my neighborhood and with it go my hopes of hitting my annual goal of a November bass. However, another of our Top 5 anglers continues his impressive run with a couple more submissions. It takes some work these days to get it done so here’s a tip of the stocking cap to Jim Junk for keeping us going.

   

Weight: 3-11 and 4-0
Angler: Jim Junk
Date: November 16
Location: Banner Marsh
Lure: Chatterbait
Angler Comments: Didn’t have very high expectations when the place I wanted to fish was ice covered and the past two times out had been limited to one small bass. Found some open water though and these two, 3-11 and 4-0, both on a chatterbait.
Top 5 Weight: 23-8 (5-4,5-2,4-9,4-5,4-4)

In corresponding with Jim last week he also noted that he’d applied a bit of Reel Magic to the rod guides to keep them from freezing up his line. Good tip, I’ll have to keep that one in mind. Also got a grin upon noticing a glove in one of the pics. Now, that’s some dedication in searching for “one more bass” before calling it a year. Talk to you later. Troy