Hi everybody. I just go back from a fishing trip to upper lower Michigan at a place called Fletcher’s Floodwaters. Reportedly the best spot for walleye,nothern and bass fishing around.
The whole trip had a surreal kind of feel to it. I’m gonna come right and admit it, I’m not a huge fan of ice fishing. But I was told–it’ll be great, we’ll be in a heated fishing shanty and the cabin is one they usually don’t rent out cause it used to be the owner’s apartment when they were building the new cabins, it has a private bathroom and everything. With visions of “Grumpy Old Men” type fishing and an upbeat attitude we set out on the 7 1/2 hour trip there.
Well the “cabin” was in reality an approximately 12 x 20 foot room sandwiched between the bait shop/office and the garage where they apparently spent all their time warming up the snowmobile and directing the fumes in the direction of our room. The “fishing shanty” was a 4 x 6 shed with a hole in the corner and a woodburning heater that either wouldn’t burn and smoked you out or was so hot you had to keep opening the door to the 25 MPH winds. Oh yeah you were supposed to be able to fit 4 adults in it. Right.
All of this would have been worth it had the fish been biting. No one was catching a thing, nothing. We were told it was because “the lake had turned over in the middle of the week” but boy you should have seen it last weekend, they were pulling 'em out hand over fist. Great and you are telling me this now why?
By Sunday afternoon we had had enough of “fishing” so we decided to go the the casinos just over the Mackinac bridge in St. Ignace. It was another 1 1/2 hour trip up to the upper penninsula. That trip was the best part of the whole weekend. The sun was bright and the snow was about 2-3 feet deep. The strait was completely frozen over. It was odd going over the bridge with Lake Michigan on the left and Lake Huron on the right. We saw a bald eagle, several deer and the landscape is breathtaking.
We spent several hours in the casinos, lost more than we won but had a good time drinking the 75 cent beverages. The trip back to the cabin was harrowing and took twice as long as the trip there as a blizzard had set in and the winds were gusting and the snow was drifting over the roads and visibity was about 20 feet. There were several cars overturned or in the ditches. My brother-in-law showed remarkable cool in the face of truly nasty conditions and I now have a renewed appreciation of the Ford Taurus.
All in all it was an enjoyable, relaxing weekend–except for the blizzard. So how was *YOUR * weekend.