Here it is December 1st, and it feels like just yesterday it was summer. As always, the fall went by too fast and the weather is starting to get bad. Today, the temperature is in the 30's, the wind is blowing up to 60 miles an hour, and it has been raining hard all day. I got thinking about trolling in the fall and the great time we had. We were lucky enough to get onto a pod of fish and get a program working that allowed us to put a lot of nice kings in the boat in a short period of time. The key, as always, was to find the green water and troll there early in the morning or in the evening (the evening bite was especially good for us). We averaged 4-6 fish a night in the couple hours we usually fished. The numbers were there but that is not the important thing to remember. The memories of fishing in the dense fog, hand lining a king when a tangled line caused a birds nest with 100 feet of line out and an angry salmon on the end, fish catching us off guard when we are "relieving ourselves", and Carolynne hooking a king that spent more time in the air than in the water are the memories that will stay with me. The lures that were very hot were silver j plugs and purple thunder spoons. These are just a few of the many fish we were lucky enough to catch.
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