RED WING, MINN. – The "Judge" didn't make an appearance in our boat until 10:30 a.m., and it ruled against us on our first walleye of Opening Day.
Afloat on a narrow channel of the Upper Mississippi River about a quarter-mile south of Colvill Park, the bite was next to zero for the first four hours. Fellow anglers acknowledged as much as we all maneuvered around buoys, deadheads and sandbars on a bend in the Mighty Miss below lush, wooded bluffs.
"At least we can enjoy the scenery," one of the passing anglers said. "It'll pick up."
Within the half-hour, it surely did. Scott Ward, my lifelong friend from West St. Paul, converted the first bite of the day into a catch. Wishful thinking told us it just might be big enough to keep, but the "Judge" — our trusty steel measuring stick — adjudicated the fish at just under 15 inches, the minimum length for keepers along the border with Wisconsin.
"Well, at least we're on the board," Scott said.
Over the next 15 minutes, boats around us hauled in three more walleyes and a big bass. One of the walleyes was 19 inches, raising a few shouts and adding to what was a sunny, festive vibe on the river. At nearly any point in time throughout the morning, you could see 12 to 15 boats within close proximity.
Red-winged blackbirds and a loud rose-breasted grosbeak trilled and whistled from a nearby tree-covered island early in the day. By 11:30, the boat traffic included big cruisers weaving around clusters of fishing boats. Most anglers, including us, trolled slowly with live bait rigs or crankbaits.
Others (also including us), lowered heavy jigs for repeated short-range drifts down stretches of 12- to 15-foot water near shore.