Traverse City Record-Eagle

Dave Richey

December 9, 2007

Dave Richey: F-f-f-f-rozen Fish

Ice fishing season about to heat up, so get ready

There's an old saying about ice fishermen. We have been defined as: A jerk waiting on one end of the line for a jerk on the other end. If that is true, include me as an avid hard-water angler.

Many people share my dislike for warm, rainy November or December weather. If it's going to be winter, bring on the cold weather. We've got the cold, and all we need now is an absence of wind and snow for a night or two to set the ice up hard and tight.

Let's face it. There are perch waiting to bite in Crystal Lake near Beulah and Big Glen Lake at Glen Arbor. There are bluegills waiting for me on Arbutus and Spider lakes (and countless others), and smelt eager to hit on Crystal, Green and Higgins lakes. Houghton Lake is a good bet for bluegills and crappies, and Manistee Lake at Manistee is good for pike.

All we need now is ice. Barring a warm spell, and a heavy pile of snow, area lakes could freeze over and make safe ice in a hurry. That said, a word of caution: Check any inland lake before going out. First-ice can be treacherous.

The wait begins. In the meantime my ice auger has been checked, and it's still sharp from last year. My Ice Man boots are ready, and the ice creepers are positioned alongside the boots. My insulated coveralls are ready, and I want them to stop the wind from chilling me and making my bones ache.

I have a tackle box filled with ice lures. There are some wee ice flies and teardrops for bluegills, some larger jigs and Russian Spoons for perch and walleyes, some Halis, jigging Rapalas, Do-Jiggers, Little Cleos, Swedish Pimples, and a whole raft of other large and small lures.

There are four light-action 24-inch spinning rods with ultra-light reels stocked with two- and four-pound line. Four short baitcasting and spinning rods and reels with six-pound line and stiffer jigging rods are ready for the larger lures and bigger fish.

I know all about the newest tip-ups, and have seen them in action, but I seldom use tip-ups these days for pike and walleyes, and when I do, I use the old-fashioned wood models. They worked fine when I did more tip-up fishing, and they will work if I decide to fish that way this winter.

What else? Oh yeah, I have two pair of waterproofed leather mittens with wool liners for cold-weather fishing. I checked out my Coleman catalytic heater, and even though it is old, it still works great.

My collapsible fishing shanty is still in perfect shape, and sitting inside on a day when Arctic winds come rattling down from northern Canada, makes the shanty and heater a must. I checked the shanty runners and all parts of it, and it is ready to go when the conditions are right.

My metal ice strainer is old enough to vote and drink beer. I've used it for almost 25 years, and it still works fine, which is what counts. There is a small dip net for getting shiners out of the minnow bucket without getting my hands wet, and plenty of dry gloves.

Sixty years of bopping around fishing through the ice and doing other things outdoors in cold weather, I've frostbitten my hands several times. They are very sensitive to cold, as is my cheek where it got frostbit 30 years ago. A wool scarf can cover my big ears, long nose and white-haired cheeks.

I carry two coiled wire rod holders that set flat on the ice, and even the softest biting bluegill will make the rod tip sag. Set the hook and he's yours.

There are bobbers of all colors, shapes and sizes although I seldom use them anymore. My little tackle box of ice fishing gear is the same small box I've carried for years, and many lures were bought 50 years ago. Some have a sentimental value that far exceeds any monetary value.

I often carry a spare spool of six- and four-pound line in case a big fish is hooked, takes out line and then breaks off. Last, but not least, is my ice sled.

It pulls smoothly across the ice, and has a wind deflector on the back for those days when I fish without a shanty. I can load almost everything on that ice sled except a gas-powered ice auger.

OK, the gear is ready. So where's the ice? Well, there is about two inches on some local lakes but I wouldn't suggest going out just yet. A reality check tells me that there is seldom safe ice before New Years Day although that could change this year.

Wishful thinking has me hoping for some safe ice sometime this week. If it comes, me and my ice-fishing gear will be out the door.

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    Updated Nov 9, 2008 9:45 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, November 1, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Trolling for steelhead

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    Updated Nov 2, 2008 9:27 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, October 11, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Passing up a bow shot

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    Updated Oct 12, 2008 9:38 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, October 4, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Deciding when to shoot a buck

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    Updated Oct 5, 2008 9:38 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, September 27, 2008
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    Updated Sep 28, 2008 9:37 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, September 20, 2008
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    Updated Sep 21, 2008 9:48 am 1 Photo
  • Saturday, September 13, 2008
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    Updated Sep 14, 2008 9:44 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, September 6, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Fishing in the fog

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    Updated Sep 7, 2008 9:57 am 2 Photos
  • Sunday, August 31, 2008
  • Dave Richey: CWD our worst nightmare

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    Aug 31, 2008 10:04 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, August 23, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Educating the bow hunter

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    Updated Aug 24, 2008 9:53 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, August 16, 2008
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    Updated Aug 17, 2008 9:50 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, August 9, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Why do we hunt?

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    Updated Aug 10, 2008 9:48 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, August 2, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Creating our own insect hatch

    Catching grasshoppers for bait was a hoot as well as a necessity when twin brother and I were teenagers. We'd walk or run through a dusty late-summer field, and up the hoppers would flutter, flying in all directions including back over our heads or into our face.

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    Updated Aug 3, 2008 9:56 am 1 Photo
  • Saturday, July 26, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Sitting still: It's all in your mind

    There is an art to sitting still. It means much more than being motionless; it means being still without making a sound. This may sound easy but it is a very difficult thing to accomplish for more than 10 minutes. Everyone who bow hunts for deer will fidget at times, moving around, easing that tree stub that pokes you in the back, and swatting at pesky, whining mosquitoes.

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    Updated Jul 27, 2008 9:45 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, July 19, 2008
  • Dave Richey: The Fishing Challenge

    This is true confession time. Those years between the age of 11-13 and 40 are difficult for me to recall because I was a gluttonous angler. I was mired in the first two phases of trout fishing. Lots of fish and big ones, and the bigger the better. Bragging-size fish made me feel good, and I'm ashamed to admit it but that's the way it was back in those days 40-45 years ago.

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    Updated Jul 20, 2008 9:38 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, July 12, 2008
  • Dave Richey: A fish-fighting option

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    Updated Jul 13, 2008 9:57 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, June 28, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Bugs in the air, on water

    When Hexagenia limbata (giant Michigan mayfly) emerge or mate in mid-air and fall to the water to release their eggs and die, they may do so in such huge numbers that fishing becomes sporadic at best. A steady hatch is much better because it can drive jumbo brown trout into a voracious feeding frenzy and anglers to the depths of frustration as they try to catch selectively feeding trout at a time when hearing becomes a far more important fishing tool than the ability to see.

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    Updated Jun 29, 2008 10:12 am 2 Photos
  • Saturday, June 21, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Stranger in the night

    There are times during an active fishing life when things happen that cannot be explained. One special night on the Sturgeon River between Indian River and Wolverine serves as a good example, and it occurred close to the witching hour on a dark pool.

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    Updated Jun 22, 2008 9:58 am 2 Photos
  • Sunday, June 15, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Dreams of big muskies

    It's already started. A dream came wandering through my brain last night, and there I stood, knees braced against the stern, and a rod bowed almost double from the force of a big muskellunge. It was taking line, and then began circling back to stare at me with an evil look on his toothy shovel-shaped face.

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    Jun 15, 2008 10:40 am 3 Photos
  • Sunday, June 8, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Poacher trapped by his greed

    Bob was sitting pretty. He was making about $1,000 per week, and was able to set his own hours. No time-clock punching for him. He owned a boat, motor and trailer, and fished or hunted every day. He was a laid-off factory worker, and was entitled to some rather sizable work benefits. However, Bob's life was a little bent.

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    Jun 8, 2008 10:30 am 2 Photos
  • Monday, June 2, 2008
  • Dave Richey: Apathy hurts wildlife management

    Public apathy runs rampant among state anglers and hunters. Ooops, I'm sorry, I thought many of you knew what the word meant. The American Heritage dictionary describes apathy as "a lack of emotions of feelings; a lack of interest in things generally found exciting, interesting, or moving."

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    Jun 2, 2008 12:00 am 2 Photos