We had such a blast catching trout the week before that Austin and I tried it again a few days later. Conditions were a little tougher this time around as the water was gin clear and a full 2 feet lower than the week before, not to mention that the sun was out in full force. It didn't seem to hurt our ability to catch fish though. We ended up catching a total of 91 between the two of us. Most of the catch came off ofpinners with a few from hair jigs. This time we actually brought fly rods and gave that a go. Although we got a few to rise on dry flies it proved largely ineffective due to the clarity of the water, the brightness of the sun, and the difficulty of casting near the bank. I think in the future I'll just stick to my spinning tackle.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Friday, November 5, 2010
Bluestone Trout Fishing Year 4
Well it's year four of the great trout experiment in the Bluestone River. We found out that WVU finished their study last year and would not be stocking the Bluestone anymore. Fortunatlly the State has taken it over this year, and hopefully from now on. We got some information that a stocking
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Cast and Blast

Monday, October 4, 2010
Buggs Island Fall Fishing

Buggs Island turned out to be a neat adventure. Austin and some of his friends usually make this trip in the spring where they spend 7 days fishing the lake. On this occasion I decided to accompany him for a 3 day trip in the fall. The fishing has been terrible this year on the Bluestone and it was a bit refreshing to go someplace new and try my hand at some different tactics. At around 55,000 acres this by far has been the largest lake that I have fished on. The forecast was to be cloudy with a chance of rain each of the 3 days we were there. Boy, did they get that wrong. It was mostly sunny the whole time, which in combination with the considerable wind resulted in some mild sunburn and wind chaffing. It didn't have the negative effect that I thought it would on the fishing though. Everyone caught pretty good numbers each day. The primary methods Austin and I employed were jigging (with either shaky head worms or a crawfish jig-n-pig) and shad colored spinnerbaits working them across underwater points jutting out from the bank. This one two punch of jig
and spinnerbait worked quite effectively. The jigs were very productive and the
spinnerbaits proved invaluable when the wind kicked up too much to adequately fish a jig. Our first day was spent in the Essex Branch of an offshoot of the lake called Grassy Creek. The water was rising a little throughout the day and I was amazed at how shallow the fish were. Most of our catch came in 1-2 feet of water or less. We also fished an area called Little Beaver Creek with mixed results catching 14 bass total between us that day and losing nearly that many on thrown lures and bad hook sets. The next day we fished a place called Rudd's Creek where we struggled until ultimately heading back to Essex to finish the day out with 19 fish one of which was a chain pickerel that Austin caught. Our last day there was by far the most successful. We went to a place called, ironically, Bluestone Creek. The wind was most difficult that day and spinnerbaits were used heavily with intermittent jig work during calmer periods. We ended up with 25 fish that day. Austin caught a small striper in addition to his bass and a walleye, which I have yet to catch. I caught all bass that day but they were nice ones, one of which was upwards of 4 pounds. I don't think we would have won any tournaments but I think we would have had a more than respectable showing. I look forward to going back some day.


Thursday, June 3, 2010
Claytor Lake Grand Slam


Austin and I made our first trip of the year to Claytor Lake. It was perfect weather for fishing, mild temperatures coupled with overcast skies, a slight breeze and warm water made for and enjoyable and comfortable experience. The fish weren't hitting lights out, but the bite was pretty steady. Early in the day we caught several fish on top water lures such as buzz baits and Zara Puppies. Later I switched to my in-line spinners to go after fish in shallow water just below the surface and caught several spotted bass, as well as, a decent little large mouth. I even managed to catch a small striper on a crawl fish colored 300 series bandit crank bait. We were fishing near a submerged man made fish structure when the striper hit the crank bait just as I had nearly retrieved it all the way to the boat. As the day wore on the bite slowed down, but picked up a little in the evening as we switched to more finesse baits like Senkos. We fished them slow around structure and caught a few more fish before the day was through. We ended up catching a dozen a piece. I even managed a grand slam (catching four different species in one trip) which included spotted bass, largemouth bass, red eye, and a hybrid. It was a very enjoyable trip and I look forward to going back later in the summer for our usual bluegill assault.
Friday, April 30, 2010
The Beast
Truly if ever I had wished to have had a camera on a fishing trip this would have been the day, although wrestling with this beast while simultaneously trying to take its picture may have proven futile. I was wading in front of the dam, as I have done hundreds of times before, fishing primarily for smallmouth and pan fish. I was using one of my black elite spinners tied to imitate a bait fish or leech. I had only been at it about 10 minutes working the lure along the outside of a weed bed when I felt a strong pull at the line. The strike was firm but not overly aggressive, which proved to be very deceptive as to what was on the end of the line. At first I thought that I had hooked a carp. Being that this was a bigger fish I was sure to set the hook quite hard. That's when it really started to fight. It had the weight of a large carp or catfish and bulldogged its way downstream the way a carp or catfish often does, but something was different. It began to fight violently and aggressively almost like a bass. I saw a quick flash of it and immediately thought monster bass, but the body was too long. This was a Musky, and a BIG one at that. I would estimate that approximately 98% of the fish I catch weigh 3 pounds or less. Fighting these fish usually involves little more than just reeling them in. This fish; however, was truly a fight. Different tactics were required. I fought with it for several minutes letting it take line as it ran pumping the rod and reeling in line as it tired. I couldn't help feeling under equipped. I had a medium light fishing rod, no steel leader, no net, no boat, and no real means of landing this brute. As he finally tired I was able to reel him in next to me and get a rough measurement against marks I have on my fishing rod. This guy was in the 40 inch class, somewhere between 40 and 42 inches as measured by the markings on my rod. I've never really been intimidated by a fish, but this one had me a little more than concerned. He was still pissed off and thrashing about, snapping at me as I reached for him. The prospect of grabbing a hold of roughly 3 and a half feet of teeth and bad attitude had me a little hesitate as to how to handle him. I initially considered grabbing him up under the gill plate but reconsidered as he snapped and thrashed about. I then went to grab him behind the head. I grabbed the leader and positioned myself next to him, my hand literary inches from his head when he snapped and shook his head violently one last time severing the fishing line in the process. I don’t consider this a defeat though. The fish was fooled into thinking this lure was prey and took it. I hooked this brute fair in the mouth, no foul hooking was involved. It was a text book fight and I did all the right things to wear him out, get my hand on the leader, position him next to me, and get a rough measurement. I was going to release him anyway this just prevented injury to the fish and myself. I had caught a musky each of the last 3 years in April on lures that I have made. I was beginning to think that the streak was going to end this year, but on the last day of April I got another one. Coincidentally each year the musky keeps getting bigger so I’m really looking forward to what I catch next year!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Shanklin's Ferry
break on the bottom edge of an island. This gave the bass easy access to deeper water, which was converging from both sides of the island. Ausin took the role of river guide, as he had fished Shanklin's Ferry most of his life, and like any good river guide he put us on the right spots to catch fish. Austin himself ended up catching some really nice bass and we have vowed to return for a couple more trips before the end of May when the water levels drop due to Claytor Lake holding back water and before the Holiday/Summer crowds invade.

Saturday, January 16, 2010
Ice Fishing
Sometimes things don't go according to plan. Being smack in the middle of January and
deepest darkest winter, it is natural that most of us are starting to get a serious case of cabin fever. To help treat this ailment Austin, Brian, and I decided to fish the Bluestone for trout. We were just coming out of a 3 week arctic chill that had temperatures in the single digits on many days. The water table looked normal and the temperatures were mild that day so we decided that the time was right. It was a bit of a surprise to find that about half the river was frozen over when we arrived. We had figured that the moving water would have prevented some of this, but as it turned out the best holes to fish were almost completely frozen over with a thick sheet of ice. One of the most interesting things we saw was a big fat otter on the bank near one of these deep holes cleaning himself, marking his territory, and diving into the hole to catch some lunch. We managed to pull a few fish out of these holes as well, but most of our success came with fishing a shallower stretch of river, between the deep hole where we started and the deep holes at the Mountain Creek Lodge, where the moving water limited ice buildup. There were several trout staging in this area, and in-line spinners proved too tempting for them to ignore. We all caught numbers in the double digits, and it proved to be a successful day. 

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