Minnesota Bound Inside Edition...
Travis Frank
So here's the story and the show for anybody that wants to watch it. It all started last year when I took the job working for Ron. The same week that I started my dream job, just happened to be the same week the huge walleyes were smacking on the Mississippi River. My first and second day on the job, I came in to work each morning telling Ron of my fishing success the evenings prior. Walleyes over 10 pounds, and several of them seemed to get his attention. Knowing this was a short window to get these big fish on camera, we had to get out there ASAP. The weather called for a snow storm that day, but it was the only day we could do it, plus it made for interesting scenery. So, on day three of my new employment, I found myself on a mission to impress the new boss in conditions not too favorable for anything other than sitting on the couch. A major problem was the cold, snow, and the slippery ramp. What happened behind the camera was a struggle to get the boat in the water, and the truck back up the hill. It was tough as heck, but we managed.
Once we approached the area that we wanted to fish, there were a few boats in the area that said the bite had turned off completely. Instead of turning back, we decided to fish, but I felt the pressure, big time! Things weren't looking good at all until I worked my way to a small little spot that produced the previous couple of days. Instantly it was on. Ron missed a smallie, and followed it up with a nice Sauger. A few minutes later he landed a chunky 3 to 4 pounder then another a little bigger. I followed his nice fish with a couple of my own. My first walleye came in at about 6 pounds. Even in the cold, Ron was all smiles. For a bite that had shut down completely, we were catching some very nice fish. At that point, we had everything we needed for our show.
Ron and I looked at each other with smiles, and a very cold camera man. Yep, you guessed it, we both agreed we should make just one more pass through the honey hole. After all, we had only been there for half an hour. Needless to say, it was a good move. Mother Giant latched on to my jig and made a tv appearance. What a fish indeed! "Ok, now we'll call it a day," we both laughed. God must have really been shining down on me that day, because I believe we boated the only walleyes in sight. Other than one carp from a distant boat, the action was only in that one teeny tiny spot. I was blessed to have found that spot I guess, and Ron was all smiles on the way back to the access. For the third day on the job, it doesn't get much better than that! I don't think I will ever forget that day. Thanks for watching. Until next time, keep on livin' the dream...