It Marches On...

Time

It flies, it crawls, it never ceases
In youth, it moves so slowly that we’d swear it’s stopped
As we grow, it moves quicker each year, but we may not notice

It goes forward while we sleep
It marches on if we pay attention to it or if we ignore it completely
It treats us all the same, while never knowing any of us

Some claim it doesn’t exist
Others call it the fourth dimension
A few say it’s inexorably linked to space in a continuum

It’s a magazine, it’s a Pink Floyd song, some think it’s an herb
On occasion, there’s too much of it, and sometimes not enough
Some say they’re “serving it,” but then again aren’t we all?

We measure it with two little hands on a dial
We dissect into billions, or even trillions, of parts
We compile it into eons, eras and epochs

Is it to be treasured and held dear
Or to fade away into the background and lost?
Either way, for all of us, it will run out

July 28, 2009 -- At Leech Lake

1 Day and Counting...

Tomorrow afternoon at 4:15 p.m. I am scheduled to fly from Bemidji to Minneapolis on the first leg of my journey back to San Jose. While I will miss being at Leech Lake, and everything that I love doing here, I am looking forward to seeing Kathleen, Jayden, the kids and my dogs. I received some very nice photos from Kathleen today reminding me of home and why I'll enjoy being there too. Thanks.

The temperature here at the lake at 9:00 a.m. was 54 degrees. I had left many windows open in the house the past few days because the temperature had climbed into the mid-70s, but this morning I had to scramble to shut them so I could turn on the furnace. Yes, my furnace is running as I type this in an attempt to get the inside of the house warmed to the mid-60s. At 58 degrees, it's currently just a little warmer inside than outside.

The sky is gray and overcast, and once again the wind is blowing hard at 12-18 mph out of the NW, with gusts up over 20 mph. The lake is choppy with good-sized waves and a few white caps. I've not yet seen any boats on Sucker Bay this morning, but I'm sure the FIB's will be out later, if they aren't already.

(NOTE: I heard from Tom Malay that the FIB's are friends of Frank, the owner of Birch Ridge Resort and that they caught 3 walleyes and a number of jumbo perch while fishing in front of Tom's place yesterday.)

I did many chores around the properties today in preparation for leaving tomorrow. I put away camp chairs we use around the fire pit at the cabin, I collected the garbage (which I'll take to the community center tomorrow), I dusted and vacuumed the living room and many other mundane chores I won't recount here.

At 4:15 p.m., the same time I'm scheduled leave Bemidji tomorrow, I decided to go fishing. The wind was still strong at 12-15 mph out of the WNW, but I figured I won't have a chance to fish on Leech Lake again until this Fall -- early- to mid-September if I'm lucky -- so I better go now.

I motored out to 14 feet of water, which has cooled to 70.2 degrees, deployed the drift sock and dropped my Lindy Max Gap jig tipped with Northland Slurpie Grub in Alabama craw color into the water. During the next hour and 45 minutes I made four drifts from 14 feet of water in front of the Malay's cabin to 8 feet of water. No, I wasn't trying to mimic the FIBs, this is a spot I've marked with a waypoint on my electronics.

During those 105 minutes I caught numerous perch, including several very nice jumbo perch. If I weren't leaving tomorrow I would have kept some of them for a fish fry. As is was, I had a nice jumbo sitting in an aerated bucket back at the cabin which was going to be my dinner tonight.

I came ashore just before 6:00 p.m., put many items from the boat into the garage for storage until my return this Fall, then turned my attentions to cleaning the perch.

Using my Leech Lake fillet knife, which was designed and engineered by Don Canney, I made short work of that perch. By the way, I met Don Canney last year during my stay at Leech Lake. I needed to have my knife sharpened by a pro and the folks at Reed's Sporting Goods in Walker, MN suggested I contact the man who made my knife, Mr. Canney, who happens to have a house on Leech Lake near Kabekona Bay.

I took my knife to Canney's house and he took me downstairs to his workshop, sharpened my knife, showed me how to sharpen it properly and then showed me a number of knives he was making. A unique experience, but back to the events of tonight.

In addition to my fried perch, I made some home-fried potatoes and had a big bowl of spinach and vegetable salad. After my great dinner, I cleaned up the kitchen and then went out to the end of the dock to check the weather situation.

During my dinner it had rained a little, but the wind was finally starting to die down, to roughly 8-12 mph out of the WNW. After doing my "over-the-water" weather check, I decided the conditions were suitable for an evening troll. I gathered up something to drink, my flashlight and went next door to the boat.

The moon tonight was 49 percent waxing, or a half moon, the water temperature had dropped even more to 69.8 degrees, and the air temperature was a cool 56 degrees. The low tonight is supposed to drop to 45 degrees; great late-July weather.

I trolled The Alley in 8-10 feet of water using my hot-steel colored #9 Minnow Rap and caught two beautiful "eater" walleyes. The first was 16 1/2" and the second fish was 17 3/4". Again, if I weren't leaving for California tomorrow, one, if not both, of those fish would have ended up in the livewell. As it was, both were returned safely to the waters of Leech Lake.

I caught the second walleye directly in front of our properties in 9 feet of water. It was only 10:15 p.m., but I figured it was time to go ashore for the night. What better way for me to wrap up my final night of trolling (for several weeks anyway) by catching a nice 17 3/4" walleye right between our house and cabin.

I pulled the boat into the boat lift, walked down the dock onto shore, made my way back to the house and completed another fantastic night of walleye fishing on Leech Lake.