WASKISH, Minn. – The first hard walleye bite of the day was a no-doubter that jacked Tim McBride's line as if to say, "You found us."
It was 3 p.m. on an overcast Sunday afternoon on Red Lake and the weekend's fishing had only been so-so. Now we were joyously bobbing in 2- to 3-foot waves, hooking plump 16-inchers nearly every time we passed over a 30-foot-wide honey hole of hungry fish. The "whitecaps" were the color of root beer, cresting all around us as we hovered in just 4.2 feet of churning water.
"If the boat sinks, we can just stand on it and fish from there," said Scott Ward, our captain.
Mid-September fishing on Upper Red Lake was nothing like it was in mid-June. Back then, fishing boats invaded the flat calm shallows along the east shore like so many ants at a picnic. If you were fishing in 3 to 5 feet of water, you were catching walleyes — and probably holding a conversation with someone in a neighboring boat.
During our return trip — a cast and blast outing designed to include a round of grouse hunting — the lake was desolate and the walleyes were mysteriously spread out. Here and there, someone in our party of eight would catch one while trolling a crankbait, jigging with a fathead or pulling a live bait rig decorated with a twirling blade. We caught them sporadically, sometimes as deep as 11 feet and as shallow as 3 feet.
But the results didn't matter as much as getting away into the northwoods to be amid friends, changing colors, cool air and the lower sun angles that mark the change of season.
The group plan was to get cooperation from the walleyes on Friday and Saturday, then spend part of Sunday walking the forest. We knew we were early for the grouse, especially with the area's aspen trees still full of green leaves. But we were happy to pack the shotguns knowing we'd be in some of the best grouse territory in the country on the season's opening weekend.
Before the trip, Meadow Kouffeld-Hansen, a wildlife biologist for the Ruffed Grouse Society in Grand Rapids, talked about a recently upgraded walking trail between the tiny towns of Kelliher and Mizpah, not far from Upper Red. If we could navigate our vehicles over a route of logging roads, we'd be lucky enough to check out the South Brush Wolf Walking Trail.