The Kid's Grandma is now negative for Covid and the Kid is cleared for action.
After a two week hiatus, which coincided exactly with deer season, we are now back to our weekly fishing date.
We went to Eaton Rapids.
We started out at the railroad trestle at the Old Athletic Field.
Then we went to where Spring Brook dumps into the Grand River.
Then we went to a third, secret location and stumbled into Old-Tom.
Old-Tom is a Navy vet. Born in Pennsylvania from Lithuanian-Polish stock he has a Swedish last name. Fishing is a very important part of his life.
He was delighted to see a young fisherman and he cheerfully shared the secret to catching the 22" walleyes he had been limiting out on.
"You are fishing way too early in the evening. You need to wait until at least redacted before they start biting.
You can't cast too far out. Fifteen feet is plenty far because there is a redacted that will catch your lure if you cast any farther.
You want a jerk-bait with small lips. Tie it on with a redacted knot; never use a swivel. The walleye have been tearing up these redacted inch, silver jerk baits with redacted colored back and redacted lines on along their sides.
Let the current drag the lure downstream while you jerk it like this (demonstrating), then retrieve in fast when it is parallel with the redacted."
Not ones to waste advice from a proven expert, we splurged on McDonald McFlurries and then drove over to Charlotte and bought out their stock of small lipped.... redacted inch, silver jerk baits with redacted colored backs and redacted lines on along their sides.
Then we spent a half an hour freezing in the dark pitching them into the water. The Kid was sure he had a hit.
The Kid magnanimously allows that we can fish again in Eaton Rapids.