|Details:||We got skunked for the most part of Monday, so nothing to report. Anyways, We got up nice and early again on Tuesday the 18th at around 7am. Another glass morning and perfect weather. It was our last trip and we needed to finish strong. We headed to a rocky shelf about 300 yards from the original cove. Very remote location. I tossed out a few jitter bugs and poppers since it was still early enough. No strikes.
Then a Kayaker basically submerged from the water with his boat painted like a Loon. So what does my angling partner do? He asks if the gentlemen has seen the loon on this lake today. This guy basically was a Loon. Nice question kid. Anyways, we headed back over to the cove with the very stringy and thick weeds. We used a variety of bait and peppered this cove with everything we had. Valpey had one of the biggest strikes of the weekend on a live perch, but somehow didnít land it. I used a jitter, popper, rooster tail, Yum worms, and lastly I broke out a squid. Not ideal for the shallow waters with that many weeds, but nothing else was working. I made sure my retrieve was fairly quick to keep it above the weeds. I ended up landing a nice 17inch pickerel, 1st one of the trip. I had hit for the slob cycle on this trip. Largie, Smallie and now Picky. Also hit a slob in the morning, noon and night. Pretty damn solid.
We relocated out of desperation to make one final attempt to get Valpey on the board. The water was so clear we could literally see a family of 5lb bass swimming together. I was hitting them in the head with bait, yet couldnít land one. But spot fishing was pretty cool.
So, Valpey tosses a yamamotto into about 2 feet of water and his patience and dedication finally paid off. SMASH, kid nails a 19inch pickerel and a man eater to saw the least. It actually bit Valpey in the thumb just for good measure. Hense im wearing a rediculous glove to prevent that. Finally, the kid was on the board and the trip was complete! We had fished for over 20 hours, tossed an estimated 500 cats each. It truely was a legendary trip.
We came to NH to conquer Lake Waukem and we left having conquered not only the lake, but the entire town of Meredith.