Well my long week of hunting and fishing has come to an end. Started off fishing last Thursday with @ww2farmer and like he said we started and ended with fish, but the midday slump was a grind. But the weather was great and the time went by with pointers taken to improve my fishing. I am now maybe a 3/10 on the skill level of skipping jigs under pontoon boats, trees, and docks; but at least I can do it now!
I spent the remainder of the week fishing and hunting and did very well with the same patterns on Silver lake with the morning bite being very good and then about 10-11 am it shut down hard. The algae bloom was really present most of the week with only "clearing" on the really windy days, but most of the mornings was casting topwater through the pea soup. It did lead to the advantage of being able to see exactly where you cast and where the fish blew up at it!
I have to say the whooper plopper really shined on the top water all week. Each morning it put four to six fish in the boat on some great top water action. And a few 30"+ pike as well. Each morning yielded at least one 4+ lbr (I caught a few right at 4.11/12) and several 3's, but no dinks.
I did make it out to Conesus later on Sunday and it was VERY windy. Never fished that lake and with the conditions, we made the best of it. Managed to put a few in the boat shallow, and had a buddy with me who had very limited fishing experience so he was chucking the bluegill whopper plopper all over, and beat us all. He got bites with it near docks, off both the outside and inside weed edges and just about everywhere he chucked it. And this was pretty much all day.
Hunting was great, but started with my new Amish neighbor walking around "turkey hunting" my property close to dark. Spent a lot of time hunting with a buddy who has a managed farm and didn't really see anything that I wanted to harvest quite this early in the season.
BUT, as I was leaving last night to travel back down to Maryland, I got about 2 miles from my cabin and smacked a very large doe with the truck. Dented the bumper a bit, but the Ram definitely won the battle. Call the State Police and got a tag, my Dad swung by and picked her up and I headed back down to reality of work.
This was Tuesday morning on Silver: