Lake Vermilion, West End
friend Jonathan and I made our second visit together to Spring
Bay Resort but it was our first MuskieFIRST Outing. We checked
in on Saturday afternoon and had planned to stay and leave the
following Saturday. The outing was a lot of fun with the resort
providing pulled pork sandwiches, 10 oz. ribeye steak, fish
fry, dock seminars, and musky lure giveaways. For me, this was
a trip I will never forget.
was slow every day. Whether we casted shallow, deep, weedbeds,
reefs, rocks, points, daytime, nighttime, etc. (our usual spots)
fishing was challenging nonetheless. Since this was a Muskie
Outing our target was to try and catch the largest musky in
camp. We didn't see any fish but three of the guys in camp said
they caught one, largest was 49". Other stories we heard
were the muskies were following lures down deep and typically
slow and lazy. Jon and I did both land a handful of smallmouth
bass, largemouth bass, northern pike, and sunfish. It wasn't
until Tuesday when I started catching nice largemouth bass in
the lily pads using a Banjo Frog. Evening seemed to be the best
bite for bass but they were biting during the day also. Each
bay had nice weedbeds and lily pads on the back end, the key
was to search for these spots and cast them. Largest I pulled
from the lily pads was a 19.5" largemouth on a Pop-R and
that fish bit just on the outside of the pads.
On Monday evening I will never forget that day. We had gotten
back from a nice topwater bass bite near the resort. I had just
gotten out of the shower and came into the dining area when
Jon said he has some sad news to share. Jon said his father
had passed away. I was speechless and in disbelief. Jon said
he had to go home early morning. I decided to stay for a couple
more days just to wrap up the trip and come home to attend his
father's funeral. On Tuesday morning, we drove to Virginia,
MN where Jon rented a car and then he drove home. It was sad
to see my best friend leave after a short couple of fun days
together but I was more sad that he had lost his father.
Thursday morning, while at the outing I met a new friend name
Brian and together we went out a did a little musky fishing.
Although I didn't land anything, I helped Brian land his biggest
northern pike at 38 inches. It was a whopper! We got back to
the dock around noon and I checked out Thursday afternoon. I
was able to attend the funeral that Friday.