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Dahitman44

Minnewauken area?

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Going up there next week, just wondering if anyone has had any luck in this area?

Went there last year and had a good time.

Any reports or thoughts?

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I just returned from a 10 day trip to Devils Lake after fishing in the Spirit Lake Casino tournament. If you're staying or launching out of Minnewaukan area, fish the series of 6 rock humps that are along the big underwater point that protrudes out from the north shore, just west of The Gap.

These rock humps (piles) top off at about 7 feet. Anchor up and float out a slip-bobber and a leech and you will catch all the 15 to 20-inch fish you want. Early mornings and late afternoon into the evening is best.

If you have the LakeMaster Devils Lake chip you can find this spot easily by zooming into that area. Move around and fish each hump and you'll do just fine. Don't be afraid to cast and work a jig and leech back to the boat slowly. You'll loose some jigs but you'll put fish in the boat.

This underwater point is located between Bluebill Pt. and The Gap, and is about 2/3rds of the way down the shoreline (east) from Bluebill towards the Gap. If it's windy you can catch fish there all day, keep moving around if necessary from pile to pile. Fish just off the edges of the tops.

Beer Batter is right, the water needs to warm up. A week ago Sunday we had 64 degree water temps in some of the bays and just whacked the fish, and big fish, but as the week progressed water temps slid to 57 and it really shut the fish off. With the nicer, warmer weather this week the walleyes should be snappin'. If you're staying in Minnewauken venture over to Pelican as well and pitch cranks into the wind blown shorelines.

Corey Bohn

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Here is the report --

We had a great trip. Tuesday was a little on the slow side. It was HOT sunny and ZERO I mean ZERO wind for most of the day. We did catch a limit for two of us, and threw back some bigger fish and some smaller ones.

We WORKED for them in 19 feet of water. We tried slip bobbers, flooded trees roads etc.

Wednesday was OUTSTANDING.

The fish didn't bite until about 9:30 but we had 14 of our 15 keepers by 11 am.

We had to cast rapalas in flooded fields and grassy areas. The magic depth was 5.5 feet near pencil reeds, but NOT in there.

The X rapala was the best in a green shiner color out-fished any other color of shad raps 7-1 at least.

All-in-all a great trip the fish were awesome eating size -- mostly 16 to 20 inces and FAT. I mean FAT. a 2# fish weighed 3#

I think everyone should experience the action of Devils Lake.

Hitman

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Wow... sounds like a great trip... thanks for the report!

marine_man

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Marine -Man --

U bet -- it was a great trip -- hope to make it back in early fall.

Hit

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We had to cast rapalas in flooded fields and grassy areas. The magic depth was 5.5 feet near pencil reeds, but NOT in there.

Hitman, sounds like some good fishing. Curious where abouts you found pencil reeds in the Minnewaukan area? I was out there just prior to you, but can't think of any areas with pencil reeds.

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Cranks sounds like they are really turning on with the fairly stable weather.

Reports I have been getting say cranks early and late, slip floats in the timber or on humps deep in mid-day.

From the bottom bouncer crews the new Shaky Blade spinners appear to be doing very well too.

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