Fishing West Lake near Lakeside Hotel & Casino in Osceola, Iowa

You can see Lakeside Casino in the background.

My wife, Wendy, likes to gamble.  I like to gamble a little bit but not as much as she likes to gamble.  I like to fish.  My wife likes to fish a little bit but not as much as I like to fish.  A few weeks ago, we came across something that made us both happy in our own unique ways.  Please allow me to introduce you to Lakeside Hotel & Casino in Osceola, Iowa.

Wendy and I had been to Lakeside in the past a couple of times.  I bet on a few football games and she played slot machines in the casino.  Prior to leaving however, we decided to take a look at the lake that Lakeside Casino is situated near and literally on.  It looked pretty and like it had potential to hold a lot of fish.  Upon further investigation, I found out that the lake holds the usual species (largemouth, crappie, bluegill, and catfish) but also held populations of hybrid striped bass and even muskie!  This got my attention and I never forgot about this lake.

A few weeks ago Wendy and I were looking for something to do.  We wanted to get out of town but couldn't decide where to go or what to do.  We eventually settled on going to Lakeside.  It seemed like she could have fun gambling while I took a small boat and went fishing on the lake.  As fate would have it, that's exactly what happened.  We had an absolute blast but I would like to take a moment and focus on the fishing.

While I had never fished West Lake (that's the actual name of the lake that the casino is near/on) before, I had fished a lot of lakes that were comparable in size and location.  Honestly, it reminded me of a larger version of Watkins Mill.  There were a few points, some coves, and a little bit of structure along the bank.  It was late in the day so I positioned my boat near the shade that was building along the west bank which was not a long trip from the boat ramp.  My little two-man boat was only fashioned with a trolling motor and a single batter so I didn't feel inclined to explore the entire lake.

As I slowly motored toward the shade, I noticed A LOT of baitfish near the surface of the water.  I even found a few dead shad along the way as well.  These two facts told me that fishing a streamer was probably a good fly to start fishing with.  I tied on a craft fur minnow for a few reasons.  First, it came pretty close to being the right size and shape of the baitfish I was seeing.  Second, the fly is weightless.  I didn't know what kind of structure or vegetation was below the surface of this lake and I wanted to avoid snags.  Finally, I had enjoyed some luckwith this fly on recent trips and since it was a proven fly for crappie and bass in a few different places, it gave me a little confidence in its effectiveness on a lake that was new to me.

It is rare for me to find early success on a new lake.  Finding the right fly and putting it in the right place and finding the right pattern usually takes time.  This was not one of those days.  I found a bunch of crappie in the 10-11 inch range right off the bat!  They were about 5 feet off the bank and willing to eat the craft fur minnow I was throwing.  Simply put, it was awesome!  I landed enough fish to make me happy but I also missed enough to make me mad at myself.  

As I was coming off the water, I felt both lucky and fortunate.  I also felt like this setup, which made both my wife and I happy for different reasons, was something that needed to be revisited and enjoyed more often.  As fate would have it, the return trip happened just a couple of weeks later but was a very different experience.  Stay tuned for more!

This was one of a few crappie that took down a craft fur minnow.

That is my wife, longing for my presence as she stares at me through a window near the casino.

Fishing a Private Lake with My Buddy Nate

Private lakes are special places.  They can hold big fish, lots of fish, and sometimes they can hold lots of big fish.  Most times, the fish don't get as much pressure as they do on public lakes.  In my opinion, that makes them a little less educated and to me, it makes them easier to catch.  Private lakes/ponds also tend to be smaller than public lakes/ponds which gives the fish fewer places to hide as well.  There also tends to be fewer people fishing the lake/pond which can give an angler time to fish every spot on the water that looks like it could be holding fish.  Like I stated, private lakes/ponds are special.

When my buddy Nate invited me to fish a private lake in central Missouri, I was immediately interested to join him and full of excitement.  Nate also told me that he had fished the lake for many years and knew where the fish spent most of their time.  He told me that he was one of the few people that fishes at the lake so the fishing pressure was low.  He assured me that we were going to have a good time and catch enough fish to make the hour and a half drive worth the time and cost of gas.  So with a box of flies to tempt largemouth bass and my Maxxon Double XX 7 weight fly rod, I headed towards Nate's location.

I met up with Nate at his house, put my gear in his truck, and we headed to our destination.  I hope you can understand why I cannot disclose our exact location.  It is out of an abundance of caution that I don't share the spot.  I don't want to upset the landowner or Nate in any way.  I am always happy to share my fishing spots on public water but I have to keep private water information to myself.

When we arrived at the lake, we both started to prep our individual float tubes.  While I hadn't fished out of a tube in years, Nate uses one frequently during the summer and is more comfortable with his setup.  I, however, struggled to put my flippers on, get strapped into my float tube, and get my gear situated in the pockets.  After clumsily getting into the water, Nate and I had approximately 20 yards of large lily pads to kick through.  

Just after I made it to open water, Nate informed me that I had picked up a rather large spider on my raft.  I'll be honest, I don't care for spiders.  I've slowly gotten over my fears but when I saw that this particular spider was almost the size of a donut, I freaked out.  I might have splashed water, used foul language, and had a higher pitched voice than normal.  It was embarrassing but effective.

As we kicked across the lake to our first fishing spot, Nate informed me about the spots that we would be fishing.  He pointed them out and gave me some information about each spot.  Next, he graciously informed me that I would be hitting all of the good spots first and then he would fish the same spots with a different streamer and try to coax any fish that I missed.  I thought this was very generous of him, but then again, that's the kind of guy that Nate is!

I asked Nate about what streamers he thought I should throw and he said I should use something 3-4 inches long that didn't get too deep because there was aquatic vegetation growing up from the bottom of the lake that would give me fits if my fly got into it.  I decided to go with a Captain Quint because it is a weightless fly with a really slow sink rate and worked really well for me during the late spring and early summer of this year.  It is a big enough fly that smaller fish can't take it down but not so big that comes off as overwhelming to larger fish.

With a plan in place and with gear that was rigged and ready to go, we started catching fish!  The takes were aggressive and hard to miss.  I cannot remember how many fish I missed but I landed significantly more fish than I missed.  I didn't catch a ridiculous number of fish and I didn't catch anything I would call monstrous but it was exactly what I was hoping for.  The takes came in places that looked "fishy" and I didn't catch a single fish I would call a "dink".  The evening passed by way too fast and while gazing at a beautiful sunset, we kicked our tubes back towards where our trucks were parked near the bank.

This lake provided exactly what a good private lake can provide.  There were lots of opportunities to catch fish and the fish were good in terms of quality.  The takes were aggressive and the fish were not picky.  If you ever get a chance to fish a private lake, take it.  If you have access to a private lake already, enjoy it.  And if you have a friend that is as gracious as Nate to share a private spot with you, be grateful!

Fishing with Mr. Miller

Mr. Miller was my biology teacher in high school.  He made a lasting impression on me because of his passion for biology and his love of teaching.  I looked forward to his class every day and I often look back on things that I learned in his class.  After I graduated from high school, Mr. Miller and I have stayed in touch.  He has mounted a couple of deer for me (he's always an award-winning taxidermist), we taught in the same school district for a few years, and we follow one another on social media.  I am grateful to have known him for so long and to be able to call him a friend.

I follow Mr. Miller on Instagram and thoroughly enjoy his posts.  Over the summer, I saw a post from Mr. Miller which described a fly rod that a former student of his built for him.  It didn't take me long to suggest to Mr. Miller that we should hit the water and test (pun intended) his new fly rod out.  He was excited about the idea and within the next week, we were pushing off of dry land in my jon boat.

To Mr. Miller's credit, he had thrown a fly rod before albeit many years prior to our day on the water.  That is why I shouldn't have been surprised by the fact that he picked up casting REALLY fast.  The muscle memory of setting a hook and landing a fish also came back to him quickly as well.  In total, we landed four species (hybrid striped bass, bluegill, red ear sunfish, and crappie) but Mr. Miller landed three of the four!  While the fishing was good, I have to admit that the conversation and reminiscing was even better.

As I stated in my previous post (Fishing with Courtney Ball), it is a lot of fun to spend time on the water with someone that shares a passion for fishing.  While Mr. Miller does indeed like fishing, his expertise does not end there.  His knowledge of birds, mammals, and overall ecology is more than I could even hope to achieve.  He has spent over 40 years teaching young adults about the wonders and beauty of nature and is a role model that I look up to and have for decades.  As John Ashley-Cooper once said, "One thing becomes clearer as one gets older and one's fishing experience increases, and that is the paramount importance of one's fishing companions."

Fishing with Courtney Ball

I've got an interesting story for you.

So there I was, sitting around one summer day and checking TikTok for likes, comments, and new followers.  I had posted a video recently and a gentleman made a comment that read something like, "If you're ever looking for someone to join you in your boat at Watkins Mill, let me know."  I said something to the effect of, "That sounds good.  We should do that."  To make a long story short, we actually ended up setting up a time to meet up and fish together.  Spoiler alert: neither of us were serial killers and we had a lot more in common than you might think.

Going back a little, I found out that the fella's name was Courtney Ball.  As fate would have it, he works in public education just like me.  We also don't live very farm from one another.  On top of that, we share a lot of similar views on life, religion, and education.  If you're picking up that Mr. Ball and I hit it off quickly, you would be right.

Over the course of the morning, we put a few fish in the boat.  We caught hybrid striped bass on chicken livers and panfish on flies.  We didn't catch anything big and sometimes the fishing was slow, but we caught fish.  We also shared a lot of laughs and swapped a lot of stories.  One funny thing that happened during the morning was that each of us received a message from someone that was making sure that one of us had not been murdered by the other one.  We each got a pretty good laugh out of that!  By the end of the morning I realized that I would share a boat with this guy again without any hesitation.

I'm not saying that everyone should meet a stranger on social media and go fishing with that person.  What I AM saying is that it sure if fun to share the water with someone that has the same passion.  Sure, it was a leap of faith to go fishing with a complete stranger and yes, I was a little anxious about how things were going to go that morning.  However, when you bring some anglers together that love the outdoors and get a kick out of putting fish in the boat, you're almost guaranteed to have some fun!

Roaring Judy Fish Hatchery

After our guided trip with Willowfly Anglers (feel free to read the post by clicking here), Wendy and I wanted to try our hand at fishing one more time before we departed for another part of Colorado where fishing was not going to be a priority anymore.  We wanted somewhere that was easy and quick to fish. We were prepared to do some wading but didn't have hours to spend.  We wanted to catch some fish and weren't picky about their size or species.  In essence, we wanted some easy fishing for dumb fish.  When I ran across the fact that Roaring Judy Fish Hatchery was near Gunnison, Colorodo, and had some ponds that were open to the public.  This seemed like the obvious choice and was exactly what we were looking for!  With a lot of optimism and hope, we headed to the hatchery.

When we arrived, I knew we had made the right choice.  There were multiple lakes, vehicles in the parking lot, and people fishing in various places.  There were a lot of fish that were easy to see and some of them were active.  It looked like we were going to have quite a few shots at catching fish so we got rigged up.

Wendy used a 5 weight and I used a 3 weight.  Most of the fish looked like typical 12 inch stockers but there were some bigger fish mixed in with them.  We started off throwing some jigs under indicators and the fish were somewhat interested.  They seemed to pick up on that trick pretty quick so we switched to flies that were more natural in appearance.  I made some hopper dropper rigs with zebra midges and pheasant tails as our bottom flies.  While we didn't get a bite on every cast, this setup seemed more productive than only using jigs.

I'll be honest, we should have caught A LOT of fish.  Maybe we were both late at setting hooks.  Maybe the fish were hitting and spitting as fast as possible because they were wary and well educated.  I'm sure that the fish in the ponds have seen a lot of flies in the past and are both picky and quick to spit out something that doesn't seem right.  Wendy landed a few rainbows with one coming on a hopper and two on a zebra midge that was the dropper.  I landed all of my fish on a dropper and missed a few on the hopper.  Since the bites were quick and subtle, we did a lot of sight fishing due to the blue skies and clear water.

Roaring Judy Fish Hatchery was a great place to visit and offered a fun fishing opportunity.  Was it the same as pulling brown trout out of the Gunnison with nymphs and wet flies?  No, it wasn't but it was still a good time.  Catching fish is always fun for me and there are varying levels of fun and a lot of different ways to catch fish.  The phrase "different strokes for different folks" comes to mind and if you're in the area and think that this looks like a good time, I hope you visit and enjoy this opportunity that is open to the public and FREE!