The 2012 Governor's Fishing Opener in Waconia!

Over the past decade my fishing career has been a roller coaster ride.  For the most part, it's been a ride that continues to climb with very little falling.  I have said this before and I'll say it again, God has spoiled me beyond my wildest dreams.

This past week was another new high.  I had the opportunity to guide our Governor, Mark Dayton, for the official 2012 Governor's Fishing Opener on Lake Waconia.  Receiving this honor was humbling, exciting, challenging, scary and rewarding all at the same time.

While it was cool to guide the Governor, I will always remember the efforts that went into the event.  That, and the support from my friends, family and the community of Waconia.   It was over the top.  It seemed that every human being in Waconia had a permanent smile on their face.  Being a part of that smile brings me incredible joy.

We lined up over 100 fishing hosts to personally escort over 300 guests on the water.  It was chaos, and it was good.  For a few days Waconia was the hottest city in the Midwest.  Our efforts and the Governor's presence were the lead story for every major news station in Minnesota at 5, 6 and 10 pm - both Friday and Saturday.

Because of our location near to the Twin Cities, we drew a record amount of media attention.  Explore Minnesota tourism claims that we raised the bar to a level they haven't seen in 65 years. 

It seemed that everybody wanted the scoop on what the Governor was getting himself into.  Because of my role as his guide, I had the chance to appear on every news station in our market.  I learned that live TV is an art and those news reporters have serious talent.  I didn't see any of my footage, but I'm sure I looked like a goof.  Either way, it was an adrenaline rush.

Along with the TV crews, we also drew in many radio stations, newspapers and magazine publications.  Again, I had the chance to share my story and my love of Waconia with them all.

Most of the event was a blur, but I'll try to sum it up.

Thursday night we piled over 100 fishing hosts into Island View for a steak dinner.  I was able to share my knowleadge of our fishing opener plans and prepare the hosts for the chaos that was about to hit.

Friday morning Lola's was a buzz with live tv crews and radio shows.  After 4 hours of interviews I finally lost my voice.

We threw a community picnic in the park and served over 4,300 free meals.  The entertainment was wild andit seemed everyone enjoyed the fun.  Governor Dayton arrived at 4 pm.  At that time he gave a press conference and really put the pressure on his guide - me.

Fast forward through more chaos and we find ourselves at the In Towne Marina at 11:00 pm.  With my donated sponsor boat already in the water, the suspense built.  Governor Dayton arrived and he purchased his fishing license.  A friendly crowd greeted him and sent me great words of encouragement.  At a quarter to midnight, we set sail into the darkness - hoping and praying to land a fish.

I was hopeful, yet cautiously optimistic about our chances.  In all my years of fishing Waconia at midnight, I had yet to get skunked.  Still, I knew the curse and the elements that we were up against.  I took him to a spot that I had pre-scouted Wednesday night.  At that time there were plenty of walleyes waiting.  I could see them with my own two eyes. 

At the stroke of midnight he threw out his Rapala. Cast after cast he came up empty.  With his headlight shining we watched walleye after walleye swim below our boat.  In two feet of water the eyes were glowing all around us.  He and his guests thought it was cool to see them below.  With all the attention on us, I found it frustrating.  At 2 AM we had enough.  We were skunked.

A few moments of shut eye and we were back at it.  8 AM we joined the crowd at Lola's for breakfast, prayer, national anthem and a sweet send-off.  We jigged minnows, trolled Rapala's, even threw out a slip bobber and leech.  He had about a dozen bites but when the dust finally settled all we had to show for our efforts was a bluegill.  Not the way that either one of us wanted to finish, but we both were ok with it. 

We reported back to shore about our catch and received many chuckles.  A few more interviews and a walleye shore lunch and the Governor was gone.  What took us 4 years of planning passed in a blink of an eye.  That night we celebrated our efforts with a big celebration dinner.  We gave away a boat, talked fishing, shook hands and gave hugs.

I've done many neat things in my short life, but this one just might be the coolest.  Our community came together and bonded in ways I've never seen.  In total we had over 300 volunteers working together to make it possible.  Over 100 fisherman/women stepped up to take out over 300 guests.  Thousands took part in the festivities and Waconia's colors shown on nearly every tv, radio and newspaper feature in our state.  It surpassed all my expectations. 

Sunday night the dust settled and I was ready to catch a walleye.  I took my lovely girlfriend with me and for the sake of curiousity, we repeated the exact same steps that I took with Mark Dayton.  I threw anchor in the exact same location.  I handed Sarah a pole and I picked up the same one Mr. Dayton used.  Darkness fell on us and it was instant action.  Sarah set the hook and landed the first walleye of the year.  A dandy of a walleye at that.  I took 3 casts with Mark's Rapala and I too hooked up.  To make sure it wasn't a fluke I casted again.  Within 5 minutes I had another.  We laughed at each other, pulled anchor and went home.

The next morning was more of the same.  10 walleyes came in the boat with ease.  Fishing can be funny sometimes.  I guess the man just wasn't meant to catch one.  Truth be told, I'm ok with that.  The 2012 Opener was a thrill ride that I will never forget.  Thank you to all that made it so memorable.

I will post more pictures when they become available.

Until the next walleye strikes, keep on livin' your dream!

Guiding The Governor

I received a call from the state of Minnesota the other day.  A friendly voice asked if I'm ready for something big.  I said, "I'm all in."  Then, she followed by saying that Governor, Mark Dayton, would like to fish with me on the opener.  I don't recall my exact response, but I think it was something like, "I think you have the wrong number!"

Seriously?  How cool is that?!

I'm extremely humbled and grateful for this opportunity.  There are so many anglers in my home town that are willing, able and deserving of this honor.  Somehow I feel unworthy.

Growing up as a young fisherman, I remember thinking about how cool it would be to guide the Governor on the opener.  I remember watching the news one year at the end of opening day.  Al Lindner was talking to the camera about his adventure guiding the Governor.  At the time, I remember thinking...some day I want that to be me. 

By the grace of God, "some day," is now less than two weeks away.  I'm at a loss for words.  I still don't think it has hit me.  On May 12, I will do my best to represent my hometown of Waconia, Minnesota.  My good friend, guiding mentor and fishing partner, Matt Peters, will take the honor of guiding our Lieutenant Governor.  Together, we hope to make our home town proud.

If I play my cards right, you'll be reading a story of how the Governor caught his walleye on opening day.  That, and a picture of the big catch!  In my years of guiding I've felt the pressure to perform many times.  I think this time it will hit a whole new level.  At the moment I'm still at peace about the big day.  That may change.

I'm still in awe of how this whole thing has evolved.  Four years ago I sat down with Kellie Sites, president of the Waconia Chamber.  We talked about a plan to entice the Governor to our home town.  We formed a team, then sent a proposal to Explore Minnesota Tourism.  It took a few tries, but a year ago we got a call saying that we'd been chosen as the host community for 2012.  I won't bore you with all of the details, but after 12 months of intense planning we now have a few hundred volunteers and several days of activities set in stone.  I am proud to be a part of this team and I'm excited for everything to unfold.  We have so much to be proud of.  For myself, just being a part of this team would be enough.  The chance to guide our Governor is like the icing on this incredible cake.

The Governor's Fishing Opener is a tradition in its 64th year.  It is not about politics.  It is about celebrating the tradition of fishing in Minnesota.  This year, it's about celebrating Waconia and the people that call it home.  It's only the second time it's been held in the metro.  The event spans 3 days.  It starts with a fishing host dinner on Thursday evening.  Friday is basically an all day party.  Then, Saturday we get down to the business of fishing.  Some of the festivities are open to the public.  If you want to attend, we'd love to have you.  www.destinationwaconia.org will give you the details. (p.s. everything is FREE!)

Here's to the Governor catching a trophy!  Until then, keep on Livin' the Dream!

Let the River Run...

Who needs spring when you can jump right to summer?  Considering we fished in T-shirts on March 5th, Ma Nature seems to be giving us a break for all the cold seasons we've endured.  What does this sun tan weather in March mean for the fishing?  It means that you can just about throw everything out the window and start over.

On a normal year we would have been catching walleyes in the normal spots on the Mighty Mississippi - not so much this year.  No moisture meant we had no run-off.  No run-off means no current.  No current means the fish don't have to relate as tight to specific structure and current breaks.  It also means that the water is clear, which means the night bite is in effect.  All things that are NOT typical when the water rises and turns dark - on a normal year.

In a handful of outings on pool 2 we were able to catch fish every time out.  We never had the big number days that we have grown accustomed to and we never found the true giants.  I'll be the first to admit that my knowleadge of the river is still in the learning stages.  I fished new areas and techniques looking for the big bite, but never broke the 5 pound mark.  I wouldn't call it a dissapointment just a learning experience. 

A neat highlight from pool 2 came when Ryan Pederson landed a very rare specie.  It's called a Blue Sucker and its on the DNR's rare specie list.  This fish can only survive in water that is clean, so this is a good sign for our river system.

Of all the things I have learned while fishing walleyes on the river, one rule still holds true.  Large walleyes tend to feed on the shallow flats.  Anything over 20 feet is just too deep.  Bigger walleyes seem to prefer depths from 5 to 15 feet.  If I am fishing deep holes then I can expect plenty of sauger, and walleyes under 20 inches.  This rule is almost always true, and this year proves it again. 

This year the feeding windows have been short with the best bite occuring after sunset.  We've caught some nice fish, but during shorter feeding windows you aren't allowed to dial in on the pattern like you can when they bite all day long.  Hence less numbers for most anglers.  Plus, the lack of current has allowed the fish to spread out over larger areas.  Our best action has been on jig and minnow or jig and ringworms, but even that hasn't been great.

To mix things up I also fished pool 3 for the first time.  Fishing new water is always an exciting time for me.  I dig the challenge of new fish, new water, and new structure.  By the time our 4 hour trip was through, we had found a school of walleye and sauger using a small shallow flat.  Mixed with the eyes were a pile of bass.  We hoisted fish until we ran out of bait.  Then we switched to ringworms and continued catching into the darkness.  The best part?  No other boats in sight.  I'm not saying pool 4 is over-rated, I'm just saying that there are always other options if you're willing to leave the pounded trails.  Pool 3 is a good one.

Next up, the Governor's Fishing Opener is coming to town!  Who will be the guide?  By the grace of God, it just might be me.  We should know within a week!  Until then, the panfish are biting in the shallow lakes and the walleyes are biting on the river.  Get after 'em!

Funky Winter and Good Fishin'

First things first - Happy 2012 to you and yours.  I look back at 2011 with a smile.  Once again it was a year with many fish, and many great memories.  Thank you all for being a part of my journey.  Whether on the water, through the web, or in passing, you encourage me to chase my dream.  I am blessed to do what I do.  Thank you.

Now back to business.  We'll probably look back on the past 2 months and shake our head.  If it wasn't for a quick cold snap in early December, we'd have no ice at all.  It's been the oddest ice fishing season I've ever been a part of.  It's also been one of the most rewarding.  Since the start of the ice season, I've seen hundreds of walleyes swim through the hole.  I've been snapping pics as fast as I can get the camera out of the bag, and 20+ fish trips have been quite common.  The mild weather has kept us mobile and allowed us to fish new water.  A task that isn't as easy when it's -20.  Ice safety is still our top priority - luckily, we've found area's that support our effort. 

Some highlight include walleyes from 11 inches to 11 pounds.  My girlfriend pulled her first walleye through the ice.  Mike returned from Nashville to get in on the fun.  Bails grew the best beard I've ever seen, then lost it.  Good friends re-united on the ice and new friendships have been made.  The rest may best be told through photo's.  I hope you enjoy.  Blessings to you this year in your outdoor adventures!

  

First Ice is Nice!

One of my favorite days of the season has just come and gone.  It was the first day of ice fishing.  There's something special about it.  I can't explain it - luckily, I don't have to.  Usually I'm after walleyes, and usually it's on a lake.  This year was slightly different.  I chose to angle the river first.  If you've followed my ventures the last few seasons, you've noticed that I have a thing for the river.  It's simple - big walleyes and many of them.

I'm sure you are questioning my sanity right now, and to be honest, you have every right to do so.  Flowing water and ice is nothing to mess with.  One wrong step and you are gone forever.  With this in mind, we approached things carefully.  When I say carefully, I mean that a couple of friends had already been out two days prior and gave the green light. 

On Saturday morning we hopped down the river bank and cut our holes a mere 10 to 20 feet from shore.  10 feet seems weird, but it was where I wanted to fish.  In a straight line I drilled the holes watching them grow thinner with each cut.  The last hole I put a barrier down and said, "nobody walks past here, this is the line."

Over the next 2 hours we did what we do best.  Bails started the fun when he slid a nice eater walter through his hole.  Moments later Eric was on board with his own.  Bails followed that up again with a catch too large for the pan.  We snapped pictures and laughed about the ones we caught and the ones that got away.  My first two nibbles eventually broke my heart when they decided to release themselves.  Just how they grab a treble hook and let it go is something I will never understand.  After a couple of blunders I finally landed on board with a nice sauger.  At that point our bellies screamed for breakfast and we crawled back up the bank.  With a walleye dinner in hand, we did what we came to do.  I hope the ice treats each one of you very nice this year.  May the big guy up above bless you with many fishy tales to tell.  Until the next one bites, keep on livin' your dream!

**Disclaimer** - River fishing is great, but you must use caution.  If you are trying this for your first time, please let the ice thickness grow for a few weeks before you venture out.  It is very thin in most places.