|Details:||Started out camping for a few days at a state campground up in the Adirondacks. It's on Putnam Pond and the lake is absolutely beautiful. Signs at the gate told me that there were smallmouth, Northerns, perch and that muskies had been stocked for the past few years. We hiked on day, and spent most of the next day in the kayaks. Following in the trend of fishing trip debacles that involve myself, I left my oar at home. The campsite did not have any extra oars I could rent, so it looked like the wife and I would be sharing her's. Not the best set up, but it got the job done...
The fishing was less than stellar, despite the fact that the lake looked so good. I ended up with 3 bass, 2 shorts and one that was probably 1.5 pounds around 14-15". Couldn't complain about the poor fishing on a lake that, and the weather being so good though. This guy asked me if I caught anything on the way out, so I told him, and he said "It's not much of a fishing pond." I was tempted to tell him he "must not be that much of a fisherman," but I decided not to given my poor showing earlier in the day.
The next morning we dodged an early thunder storm and headed to my parents lake house near Lake George. The pond its on has never been great for big bass, but I usually won't get shut out and the last few times I've even managed a few pike. My dad and I decided to go out after lunch in the canoe to see if we could catch anything. The weather was overcast with off and on rain, so I thought we might get a few, despite the fact that it was the worst part of the day to fish during the summer. We were doing ok, I had 2 small keepers and my dad had 1 around 15", then we went into this cove where we usually have decent action. I hooked up with a pike on a spinnerbait, but was messing with the drag earlier so as soon as I saw it turn sideways, it spit the hook because I had it set too loose. A few minutes later my dad hooked up with another bass and just after that I had a big tug on the line after I switched to a texas rigged Zoom worm. I fought the fish for a little bit and got it up to the boat, I saw it was a good sized pike. As soon as it saw the boat it took off straight down, peeling out my drag. Eventually I got him back up to the boat and got him in. We snapped a pic and received some cheers from a group of people bbq'ing on shore, then released it. It was definitely one of the biggest pike we've seen from the lake at 27", but nice and fat. I got one this past winter that was 28" and weighed 4.14lbs, so I'm guessing this one weighed just a little less than that.