Mitch and I went fishing yesterday, once again up to Rockport.  The ice was 10 inches thick and clear…very solid ice.  The fishing was a bit offish to say the least.  The bites we had were extremely light but we did have a few.  It wasn’t until 20 minutes until we were going to leave that I finally caught one.  Shortly after that Mitch had a good bite but missed the fish.  When he reeled in his line was broken.  The fish got away with his lure.

Gathering up another pole that had a lure already on it, he joked about catching that fish and getting his lure back.  He lowered his line to the bottom and took two cranks up and set the pole on his bucket….WHAM!  Fish on!  Soon he had a nice 18 inch fat rainbow trout flopping on the ice.  A very nice way to end the day.

Then he said, “There is a line coming out of the fishes mouth”.  I looked and sure enough there was.  He pulled slightly on the line and out popped his lure from the broken line!

Can you believe that?!?

So, I gave up 2 quarters for that fish and we packed it up and came home.  That is two trips in a row that strange things have happened and both at Rockport.

Bears Butt

Jan. 2012