In honor of Featherduster
May 9, 2024 22:03:34 GMT -5
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Post by marshallco on May 9, 2024 22:03:34 GMT -5
Featherdusters trip reminded me of an ordeal I had last summer on our fishing trip to Canada, but didn’t want to hi-jack his thread. So grab another beer, and here’s what happened.
8 of us flew in to Upper Goose lake to Bull moose camp for 7 days of fishing last July. This lake is probably 10-15 thousand acres with plenty of islands, bays and coves. I’ve been going there off and on since 1997. Great place, great host.
Anyway, my son (14 YOA) and I were fishing in the main body of the lake one morning catching a few walleye. The wind started to pick up and the bite slowed down, so I said let’s go somewhere different. I told him to reel up while I went pee out the back of the boat. We were back trolling, so the motor was on, but I put it in neutral before I relieved myself. Well, the waves were going pretty good, and somehow I hit the throttle while draining the Lillie. The motor revved up, so I fumbled around for the kill button with my free hand. Despite all the rocking, I found the button and killed the motor and finished my business.
Now on to the next spot I thought, and went to start the motor. Nothing. I checked the fuel line. Made sure it was in neutral, and everything else I could think of. Still nothing. So, we started drifting pretty good, and were headed toward a bay off the main lake. We threw the anchor out to hopefully slow us down and catch bottom. No luck, we were moving too fast and were in about 25 feet of water with a 30 foot line. We waved an oar at another boat we could see about a quarter to half mile away, but they never saw us apparently. We drifted until we came within about 100 yards of the bay, then the anchor caught. We sure didn’t want to drift into the bay, because we would have been even harder for anyone else to see. Dang motor still won’t start. Shore lunch is always at noon, and it was about 10:00 or so. We tried rowing with the oars, but the wind was way too strong to get anywhere. We hoped that someone would see us on their way to shore lunch. So, nothing to do but fish. Again, this is a huge lake, and there is only our party and about 6 other people in camp.
We actually landed in a decent spot about 10 feet deep and were catching some walleye. We saw a couple of boats in our group go past on their way to shore lunch, but they didn’t seem to notice us. It was now a little after noon. I finally turned around to look at that motor for the 50th time, but this time I noticed the red kill switch lanyard wrapped over the throttle handle and over the back of the transom.
. So I pulled the cord out of the handle and plugged in the tab. You guessed it, the motor started right up. We were only about 30 minutes late to lunch, and still had our share of shore lunch. My son said he was never worried. I was.
8 of us flew in to Upper Goose lake to Bull moose camp for 7 days of fishing last July. This lake is probably 10-15 thousand acres with plenty of islands, bays and coves. I’ve been going there off and on since 1997. Great place, great host.
Anyway, my son (14 YOA) and I were fishing in the main body of the lake one morning catching a few walleye. The wind started to pick up and the bite slowed down, so I said let’s go somewhere different. I told him to reel up while I went pee out the back of the boat. We were back trolling, so the motor was on, but I put it in neutral before I relieved myself. Well, the waves were going pretty good, and somehow I hit the throttle while draining the Lillie. The motor revved up, so I fumbled around for the kill button with my free hand. Despite all the rocking, I found the button and killed the motor and finished my business.
Now on to the next spot I thought, and went to start the motor. Nothing. I checked the fuel line. Made sure it was in neutral, and everything else I could think of. Still nothing. So, we started drifting pretty good, and were headed toward a bay off the main lake. We threw the anchor out to hopefully slow us down and catch bottom. No luck, we were moving too fast and were in about 25 feet of water with a 30 foot line. We waved an oar at another boat we could see about a quarter to half mile away, but they never saw us apparently. We drifted until we came within about 100 yards of the bay, then the anchor caught. We sure didn’t want to drift into the bay, because we would have been even harder for anyone else to see. Dang motor still won’t start. Shore lunch is always at noon, and it was about 10:00 or so. We tried rowing with the oars, but the wind was way too strong to get anywhere. We hoped that someone would see us on their way to shore lunch. So, nothing to do but fish. Again, this is a huge lake, and there is only our party and about 6 other people in camp.
We actually landed in a decent spot about 10 feet deep and were catching some walleye. We saw a couple of boats in our group go past on their way to shore lunch, but they didn’t seem to notice us. It was now a little after noon. I finally turned around to look at that motor for the 50th time, but this time I noticed the red kill switch lanyard wrapped over the throttle handle and over the back of the transom.
. So I pulled the cord out of the handle and plugged in the tab. You guessed it, the motor started right up. We were only about 30 minutes late to lunch, and still had our share of shore lunch. My son said he was never worried. I was.
