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Missouri River (ND Lower Portion) - Friday, November 11, 2011
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BDub
on 11/11/2011 11:03 PM
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Another great day on the river. We fished out of Hazelton and did well. November fishing is the best. Lots of action and nice sized fish. We were jigging but many were running raps. Looks like tomorrow may be the last day for me.
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Red River (North) - Thursday, November 10, 2011 | |
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Anyone been out much? whats been working for you?
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Red River (North) - Tuesday, November 1, 2011 | |
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1.Well the catfishing for me was just awesome as it usually is every year, but it was exceptionally better this year like someyears in the past. 2.GoodLuck 3. Bigger 4. For both years? Uhhh...Well the logs i havein my book are not very consistent so i'd say....... Mid to high 20's Not sure howaccurate that really is but seems like a guy always gets a nice one or two or 3..LOL. 4.Thoughts, The river has really put out some GIANT numbers this year.Im almost certain it be the same next year.
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Missouri River (ND Lower Portion) - Tuesday, November 1, 2011 | |
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Fished out of Hazelton Saturday and Monday. Lots of nice fish being caught. Mostly early and later in the day. Jigs and minnows and raps. We caught fish anywhere from 4 to 14 ft deep.
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Missouri River (ND Lower Portion) - Tuesday, November 1, 2011 | |
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Fished out of Hazelton Saturday and Monday. Lots of nice fish being caught. Mostly early and later in the day. Jigs and minnows and raps. We caught fish anywhere from 4 to 14 ft deep.
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Red River (North) - Tuesday, November 1, 2011 | |
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I have an informal survey for you guys.
1.Thinking back to 2010 and comparing to 2011 how would you rate the catfishing on the Red River? 2. Did you have better or worse luck? 3.Were the fish you caught bigger or smaller? 4. What was your average fish lenth for both years? 4.Add any other thoughts or comments you can think of too? Thanks in advance. |
Red River (North) - Sunday, October 30, 2011 | |
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Hit the Red (GF) today, had good luck with cats, they here hitting on suckers. Tried to find the greenbacks but they were just eating half of the minnow, not the half with the hook. Does anyone know how to solve this problem.
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Red River (North) - Thursday, October 27, 2011 | |
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Went out to try to catch some cats or walleye. First stop caught 1 goldeye and no bites on the cat rods. Second stop nothing but snags. Then tried drifting downriver while i switched tanks, caught 1 northern. We then decided to keep drifting and managed to mark some huge fish on my depth finder in 10-17ft of water. We could not seem to catch one as they would always bite short. Tried running back up river but the fish seemed to bug out. Next time i will be anchoring there!
Launched from the north GF boat ramp, some debris in water, some shallow parts so be aware! If you know the river you should be fine. |
Red River (North) - Thursday, October 27, 2011 | |
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Went out this morning from 6 to 11. SLOW going. Wost morning Ive had this month. Few little dinks nothing over 13 inches. LOTS of pike.
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Red River (North) - Tuesday, October 25, 2011 | |
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Hit the Red by fargo from 600 to 700 caught a 23 inch walleye and one small cat.
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Missouri River (ND Lower Portion) - Tuesday, October 25, 2011 | |
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my mistake, the trout is going to the Merkel barber shop in washburn.
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Red River (North) - Monday, October 24, 2011 | |
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Walleye Excursion 10, the final chapter.
Rick, Dave, and myself had to deal with a little wind/boat control problems, but I tell them like I tell everybody, you just have to put your faith in me. The first few spots produced nothing, literally nothing. No catfish, no small walleye, no big walleye, nothing. I'm not scared. It's going to happen. You see, I got a phone call from my Dad at 7am that morning, just as I was putting my rods in the boat, my Grandpa passed away. I almost told them I'm sorry and that I couldn't take them out that day, but my Grandpa would've wanted me to. Lots of emotions running through me head. But, I can picture him saying "go get em young man." I pick a nice spot in that magic depth, and we've got the lines out. The 5 minute rule is now in play. 5 minutes without a bite and we're moving. Well 5 minutes later our eyes are glued to the back corner rod. It's dancing nicely. Dave grabs it at the perfect moment and sets the hook. Fish on! It comes to the surface like a catfish, but rule number 3 (yes, I have rules) :) is always assume the fish is going to be a good walleye. After a nice battle we find out it is indeed a PIG walleye. No Mike Iaconelli screams from me. I kinda smiled inside, and shed a tear as I unhooked the fish. Thanks Grandpa. After a long battle with cancer he's finally in the boat in Heaven, and he's going to be kicking butt and taking names in the Walleye Pond behind the pearly gates. I will never forget this day as long as I live. We fought the wind after that, and ended up with some nice fish for the frying pan, and we've got to call it a day for my sake. I hope you had a great time you guys. I really appreciate your business, and I'd love to see an email or text of you with a big walleye picture from Fargo. Thank you very much. Captain Josh Burgett |
Red River (North) - Monday, October 24, 2011 | |
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Walleye Adventure 9 |
Red River (North) - Wednesday, October 19, 2011 | |
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The Story of Willy the One Eye'd Walleye: Red River Walleye Adventure 8
January 25th, .....wait......no, October 18th? There are few things that I love more than getting bundled up in my bibs, jacket, boots, and hat. However I do NOT love snot freezing to my nose! My buddies Robby and Steph met me at my house already suited up for the day. I wasn't sure if we were going ice fishing or open-water fishing? I advise extreme caution while navigating the river right now. The good thing is, you pretty much have to go idle speed due to the cold weather. It's another windy day, but I have a few tricks up my sleeve. I like how the bottom is looking on a straight-away in the middle of the river. Nice and "humpy", 10 FOW, marking a few fish, lets throw anchor. Luckily, there are signs of sauger, and Steph pulls in a nice 20 inch walleye. A quick change in presentation and we are 2 fish short of a 2 man limit. So why did we decide to move? Because all 3 of us want to see fish #5 and #6 go over the coveted ND 8 pound Whopper class. Well our luck begins to run out, as they boated catfish after catfish. Not just little ones either, bigguns! The action for Walleye and Sauger begins to slow down. The water temps at 49-50 and I'm confused why these cats are still biting. Normally they'll shut off or at least begin to get "picky" once the water is at 50. I call this spot "the Boat-lift". The roots from a tree that fell in the water are exposed slightly on the shoreline, and a sandbar had developed there. Right downstream is a nice gravel flat, and I like the depth. I run the boat on the sandbar and it feels like I'm on a MN lake, on a boat lift, ready to call it a weekend with the boat safely out of water. I like Steph's intensity, as her rod is in the beginning stage of a nice hit. She hops over to it, perched on the stern, ready to grab it. BAM, a perfect hookset produces a nice pike. Fun! I'm not scared yet, and neither are they. Robby doesn't have to do ANY guess-work on this next hit, the rod is bent in half! I'm really excited as I watch the head-shakes, we don't see any "death-rolls" and I think "hey,.......we're about due for a nice walleye, it's been a good 4 hours of moving around". I wait to get a good look at it, but I'm holding the net and I am just so looking forward to seeing a while belly and a green back. The second we see it I scoop it up, and we both have to calm down a second, it's a catfish and we were SO sure it'd be a 13 pound Walleye instead of a 13 pound Channel. Now I start to not get so technical. I think back to "old school" days, where I'd just pick random spots to fish that look "walleye-ish". Sometimes the sun shines on a dog's butt, (or however that saying goes.) Steph's rod starts to dance. By now she knows exactly when to pick it up and when to set the hook. I was really impressed/proud. On the other end of her line is a perfectly selected sucker minnow out of the bucket. We were saving it for "the big one". The battle is on, she set the hook with authority, and Rob and I look at each other with a smile. I was afraid I'd jinx us by doing the "nudging each other with the elbow" thing but the way she was reeling it in and the way the fish was fighting we just knew, it couldn't be a Cat. I had a relaxed feeling, I knew the fish wouldn't come off, and that she would stop reeling if the fish was fighting, let him fight, and continue reeling in any slack line. Well we got what we were after, I see the Sumo Walleye and after a perfect net job scream at the top of my lungs "YEAAAHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hugs, handshakes, smiles, and then a quote from Steph "get that thing in the boat NOW" First, before I close, I just want to say that there's no doubt this fish has the head of a 14 pound, yes I said 14 pound Walleye. The body however, not so much. Not taking anything away from the fish, which has the most unique body I've ever seen. I see he's missing his right eye and I thought we hurt him, but it's just glazed over. Possibly a battle scar, or maybe he was hooked in the eye long ago and released, or the fisherman wasn't as lucky as we were. 8 pounds, 4 ounces, and 27 (yes, 27) inches. Well that's all fine and dandy, but we still have to search for fish #6! I have my work cut out for me, and thankfully I have hand warmer packs, 3 pairs of gloves for various purposes, and we are all toughing the cold and wind pretty good. Then next few moves produce fish within 1 minute of letting the bait "marinate" on the bottom. 16 pound catfish, 8 pound catfish, it's not looking good and my heart sinks. I remain confident though, despite all things. With the sun going down, the wind showing no signs of stopping, we are all in agreement that we will wave the white flag, after the next move. Robby's rod tip TOUCHES THE WATER in a matter of minutes. Looks like a Tarpon  and I'm waiting for this 20 pound plus catfish to jump out of the water. It comes close to the boat and the hook ricochets off the side console of the boat. She came unhooked. Time to start reeling in the other rods. Wait! Wait! Steph's rod is now doubled and she doesn't even have to set the hook. Same old same old, monster death-rolls, the fish almost coming to the surface about 20 yards downstream, not a good sign, but a fun battle and another 16-17 pound catfish. Again, I stress, despite all odds I would give this day a 9/10. We didn't give up (well, we had to at dusk) and we had tons of fun! I have a few battle scars, sprains, and cuts, and it's worth it. I woke up this morning with a smile on my face, like just completed a 3 hour training/workout session. I feel accomplished and I hope you guys do too, and I would really like to see "Willy the One Eyed Walleye" on a name plate under that fish on your wall. Thank you for choosing me, and see you on the water Josh Burgett |
Red River (North) - Monday, October 17, 2011 | |
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Red River Walleye Adventure #7
FYI, trip #6 will be up shortly and possibly in the hunting and fishing discussions! Sunday Chris and I didn't really know what was in store for the day, but as time went on, we found out it was WIND. Bone chilling wind that really put a damper on boat control. We didn't give up though, bundled up in our bibs, beanies, jacket and gloves. One thing that takes a lot out of you is even a simple task like grabbing a minnow out of the bucket. The shock, the numbness, and after wiping your hands off on the towel, the "hot" feeling. But I got my wish of 54-55 degree water temps, at the expense of 35 degree air temps with the wind chill. The first few fish of the day at the first location heated things up. A nice 17 inch walleye, a few sauger, so it was a good sign although the action wasn't very fast. All the spots that looked "walleye-ish" to me were almost unfishable due to that nasty wind. I mean, the river flows North, and while fishing it was almost like we had the bow-mount trolling motor set to 5 mph! Well heck, at this point I'm not even looking for locations that I think are good, I just wanna get out of the wind! I call this spot The Bermuda Log Jam. Had the craziest "vortex" of current and structure, and a few times I thought we had a nice fish hooked on and was swimming upstream, but nope, it was the current. Chris hooks into a nice fish and it gets the blood pumping. I hate hearing this "oooh it doesn't feel that big". When you fish with me, always, always, always assume it's going to be a good walleye. Because if it isn't, no big deal, but if it is, we wanna land it! The fish comes to life right at the boat, and I see it's a walleye so I holler "walleye!" and Chris replies with a "really!?" Scoop it up, lift it in the boat, "OOOH MAN, it's 23.5 inches" Not quite what we're looking for in terms of "eaters" or "whoppers" but we don't want to take anything away from this fish, because I coulda stared at it all day. Anyhow, Chris popped a couple nice pike, and I got the coolest little 8 ounce White Bass I've ever seen (well, since last year anyway). The next couple moves are all "missed fish" or "missed hookset" spots. Good hits, but nothing will commit. I even went out of my element and fished places that I pretty much knew weren't going to produce, just to think outside the box. All of those places, we could've connected but the fish won by stealing our minnows. The last move of the day gave us a shot at a BIG WALLEYE. I told Chris that nothing would touch this 1 pound Leopard Frog but a Sumo Walleye. After 5 minutes in the rod holder the tip starts to dance. It looks like the beginning stage of a bite while I'm catfishing with circle hooks. Wait,.......wait,.....ooooh man I think it's going to commit.........then nothing. Woulda, coulda, shoulda. I'd like to think that if he would've NOT listened to me he would've hooked into it. But the Good Lord only knows. A curious Mink sat and watched us from the rocks, and Chris got a really nice picture of him. My hands are raw, and a nice cup of coffee sounds amazing, not the stuff from my thermos either, straight from the coffee pot nice and hot. It was a successful day for though, I found some new locations, got to fish with a new friend-(who also gave me a VERY special gift, a custom made "fish picture station") and despite Mother Nature's best shots at us, we got some nice fish for the frying pan. Thank you Chris, we'll see you next time I come to the Tailrace! |
