Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Waconda Lake Camping - Not For Tents!

We have camped and fished at Waconda Lake (Glen Elder) as long as I can remember.  The fishing has always been good and the fish from there always taste a little better than from anywhere else I've had fish. 

This weekend I was meeting up with my parents to camp.  They have a nice 5th wheel camper with a pop out living area.  I brought all our camping gear and figured the boys and I would just stay in a tent.  The wind blew about 40 mph all weekend so I never got the tent out of the truck.  We slept in the camper on the floor instead.  The hard floor wins over having a tent with broken poles slapping you in the face all night wondering if you are going to fly off to OZ.

With the wind blowing so hard we stayed close to the ramp and didn't find as many fish as some of the other fisherman had.  While I was cleaning our 4-5 fish at the fish cleaning station, others were cleaning 5 gallon buckets full. 

I still brought home a couple zip lock baggies full of fillets. 

Saturday morning the wind whipped Gavin's fishing hat off his head and into the water.  My pole tangled with another pole in the boat the same time so I couldn't swipe it out of the water.  I grabbed Leo's pole and tried snagging it as it was quickly floating away from the boat and sinking.  It wasn't working as I couldn't cast straight in such a strong wind.  Dad was trying to pull the anchor but it was stuck in a tree.  I emptied my pockets quickly and dove into the lake.  It was too late and the water was too cold to stay in there long.  I swam back to the boat, realizing how out of shape I am.  When I got back into the boat I realized my wallet was still in my back pocket.  Both my Kansas and Oklahoma fishing licenses lost the ink off the paper drying out.

We caught a few crappie, some white bass, some just short walleye and a bunch of drum over the course of the trip.  Gavin caught a crappie trolling and was pretty excited about catching his first keeper fish.  He loves to eat them.  It's about time he starts catching them.  He'll be 4 in 2 days.

This weekend I am thinking of going back.  It's a 4 hour drive and is supposed to be 105 degrees with more wind.  The fun sun seakers will be out all over the lake creating danger to everyone else.  It's still tempting to go after a bucketfull of walleye and crappie.  I haven't spent a weekend at home the last few weeks.  I'm torn on what to do.  Good thing is, I don't have to decide until the weekend gets closer.

1 comment:

  1. So, here in eastern Utah we're not the only place with wicked spring winds! Sounds like you had a real camping adventure.
    At least you caught a few good fish for eating.
    Better luck this weekend, if you go!