Fishin' Reports

My daughter came over for Father’s Day weekend, and of course, we went fishing. She loves going to Banks Lake, so we headed up there on Saturday. The weather turned sour. It was gray, drizzly and a stiff breeze was blowing when we launched. Whitney is my good luck charm when it comes to walleye fishing, but even her presence did not work. We tried trolling the shore along the Million Dollar Mile. We got some bites, but no hook ups. I ran up to the sand flats at the south end of Steamboat Rock and got one bite. We tried our luck in Devils Punchbowl and got nothing. We had a total of eight bites that took most of our nightcrawlers and called it quits. She loves fishing for smallmouth bass, so that is how we ended our day. We had a blast catching smallmouth on lizards along the east shore. When we got to the launch it was busy. Whitney asked if we could put out a line while we were waiting, so I put a crank bait out behind the boat. Before I had let all the line out a smallmouth hit it, and it was the biggest of the day!