I spent all day Sunday on a Salmon fishing trip, on Lake Michigan with my Aunts and cousins and thought you might enjoy seeing some Michigan sights. We left the house at 3 am and boarded the fishing boat at 6 am.
It was very heavy fog, and sorda felt like a scene out of some horror movie. I was waiting for a sea creature to leap out of the water and attack at any moment. As we traveled out of the canal our boat captain gave us a quick how to with the fishing poles.
We caught sight of the lighthouse as we passed the pier, waiting to get far enough out to drop our lines in the water. I do believe we had 14 lines in the water for 5 people. It was a girls day out and we were ready to bring in the big one.
Finally the fog started to burn off and the sun started to rise, so I took the opportunity to snap a few photos. It’s amazing how daylight changes the appearance of everything and what looked scary in the fog was quite harmless at sunrise.
By now we had our lines in the water, the waves were lapping against the boat, and the water was really churning. At some point my cousin’s daughter started feeling sea sick. She was wearing the wristbands that are supposed stop nausea but they didn’t seem to work for her.
After she couldn’t take it anymore she decided she needed to go back to shore and get her feet on solid ground. The captain turned the boat around and headed back to shore. Luckily his wife met us at the pier and picked up my cousin and her daughter and me and my two aunts headed back out to fish.
It’s quite a production to real in all those poles, store them, and get set to head to shore again. The lines are out so far that it takes forever to bring them in and one person, the captain’s son, is doing all the work.
By now it’s 10 am and the sun is further up in the sky, the lake is beautiful, and we start to see other boats drifting about. Right about then my fishing pole makes a bend and I snag the big one. I start reeling with all my might, and as it finally gets closer the boat hand says……Ah I hate to tell you this but it’s not a fish. He offered to finish bringing it in but I said NO…..I wanted to land whatever was on the end of my lure.
Well this is what I caught, a hunk of grass (insert sad face here). It sure gave me a good fight for only being grass. I grabbed my camera and said someone take a pic of me and my catch of the day (for some reason I look quite proud of that weed). My Aunt’s were calling it a Grass Bass.
Back out my line went and we drifted all around Lake Michigan in search of King Salmon. I spotted a beautiful sailboat, and I’m quite surprised how close it got to our fishing lines. They either don’t realize they’re out there or they don’t care. We fished for 9 hours and I was the only one that caught anything, and it wasn’t even edible 🙁
So finally after a long day with little excitement we headed back into shore. The pretty red building is at the end of the South Pier, where people gather to fish and walk. It was a beautiful day, mostly cloudy so it wasn’t hot and no one was getting sunburned.
The lighthouse sure looks different when it’s not surrounded by fog. I was able to capture lots of photos as we trolled back into the no wake zone. It was 3 pm and everyone was trying to dock and the canal was quite congested.
Our Captain was patient and waited his turn but by now I was ready to get off, use the bathroom, and get something to eat. I had plenty of time to think about lunch since we weren’t occupying ourselves with catching fish. I even noticed my Aunts dozing off from time to time.
We had had a storm on Saturday and apparently Salmon feed before a big storm and aren’t’ hungry the next day, so that’s the reason we didn’t bag the big one. Hopefully we’ll have better luck next year. So what do you think of my catch?