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I sold my Humminbird 383C, and offered to install it on the person’s kayak that I sold it to. He took me up on the offer, and brought the kayak over yesterday. Rigging kayaks is something I really enjoy. I have a lot of confidence, and take pride in my work.

I used a Mad Frog Liberator Mini, Yak Attack  Mighty Mount, (2) power plugs, 12V 7Ah SLA battery, 450mA battery charger, 3 Amp fuse, fuse holder, RAM pivoting/swiveling fish finder holder, and RAM bases. Most of the products that I used come from Hook1

Geoff brought the kayak over yesterday, and I asked him how he would like everything mounted then I just jumped in and offered my suggestions, and he seemed to be ok with them. Last night Sarah and I had plans, so after work today I started on it. The process took longer than expected due to tools being spread out, and the design of the Mojo being a little different than usual, but all in all I think it turned out pretty good, and functional. So here is the finished product. The transducer is completely removable with the use of the Mighty Mount.

This will allow Geoff to find underwater structure, and bait fish allowing him to locate game fish or bait easier, and letting him know what is underneath. The fish don’t have a chance.

List of products used from Hook1
Mad Frog Liberator Mini
(2)Power Plug
Yak Attack Mighty Mount
1″ RAM Ball Mount
1″ RAM Base Ball
RAM Swiveling Mount

Guns and Booze oh’ and fishing

Posted: August 30, 2011 by Jeremy Meier in Fishing - Freshwater, General, Jeremy Meier

This past weekend was busy. We played hard Saturday and then Sunday it was back to work with only one day off. We met up with some friends Saturday morning and headed to the range.  It’s been a while since either one of had shot. We used to have date nights when I would come home from working 8 days out of state, and we would go to the range shoot around 100 to 200 rounds each, and then go eat.

We got to the range around 9am, there were about 12 stalls and it is a clean facility. There were four of us, and only 3 other people
shooting. We got set up, and had 3 stalls with 4 to 5 weapons in each stall. I’m an automatic guy so in my stall I had all automatics with 1 – 9mm, 1 – .40 S&W, and 2 – .45’s. Sarah’s stall had mostly revolvers, and a few automatics 2 – .357’s, 2 –  .44’s, 3 – .38 Special’s, and the 3rd stall had a  45 Long Colt, 2 – .22cal revolver,.22 automatic, and .38 Special.

I started out a little sloppy, and within 1 magazine I was putting up some tight groups. The Kimber has laser sight, and it was tough to get used to when shooting over 50’, but 50’ and under the laser made it easier to fire rapidly, and was very accurate. The size of the Kimber Ultra Carry was not friendly to my larger hands, it felt like I couldn’t get a comfortable grip with it. If I were shooting 30-50 rounds it would be ok, but if a full day at the range it would be different.  My favorite of all the gun was my old trusty Beretta FS96 Vertec .40 S&W after the 1st clip I was throwing tight groups up to 70’ as with the Kimber using open sights the same results. The Beretta just felt better in the hands. I would like to try a full size Kimber sometime. I did have about 5 rounds out of 150 or so from the Kimber jam and I think that was due to the magazine, and 2 jams from the Browning 1911 .45 ACP. There were no jams with the XD, or the Beretta the entire time.

Sarah mostly stuck to the revolvers, since she had never shot one, and I think she likes them better than the automatics. I don’t know which her favorite was, but it was between the 45 Long Colt, and one of the .38 Specials. Sarah was shooting really well with all the guns.  She mostly shot between the 15’-40’ range.

After the range we had a great lunch, and then off to browsing the furniture stores, and then to restock the wine rack, burbon cabinet, and pick up a bottle of Calvados. By this time it’s around 3pm and “Chris” a buddy of ours calls and says “hey you wanna go fishing”. I was kinda hesitant because I knew we would be out late, but Sarah was game so I said ok. We rushed home, and started getting the gear ready. We were on the road by 5:30pm, and on the water by around 7pm.

The fishing was slow, there was some surface activity looked to be carp, buffalo, or trout (sucking bugs off the surface). I worked
jerkbaits for a good while, and then caught one skipjack. Chris arrived just before dark, and we started fishing again. I picked up an 18” Walleye right off the bat, and then nothing from nobody for about 2 hours, and then I found a bunch of walleye, about every other cast I picked up a walleye, but they were much smaller around 13”-14”. We fished until about 11pm, with not much more luck, so we headed out because I had to work 7am Sunday morning.

It was a great day with some great friends, and that’s what I like the most just spending time with good people.

A Trip Back Home

Posted: August 23, 2011 by Jeremy Meier in Fishing - Freshwater, Jeremy Meier

A trip back home to Indiana was long overdue, it was also my nephew’s 2nd birthday. I missed the 1st one due to work, but this one I was gonna make. I had everything loaded up Thursday night ready to hit the road Friday after work.

Friday I met Sarah at her work, and we headed north around 5pm, making good time right around 3 hours with rush hour a loaded down truck, and 3 kayaks on the trailer. We unloaded some of the truck upon arrival, and visited with mom, and then I was off to meet up with Sarah’s brother to do some fishing. We got on the water after 11pm and started fishing for bass with artificials, and catfish with bluegill. After about 2 hours I got tired of no action so luckily I had my step-father Tim pick me up a couple frog gigs before I came up Friday.

I figured I might be rusty, and was expecting some misses, but I went 4 for 4. As it got later the fog got heavier and made it more
difficult. I called Kyler over to take a shot at it since he never gigged before. He ended up going 1 for 4 or 5, but I think he enjoyed it, and learned a lot from it. We headed back to the truck to load up and clean some frogs.
1st Frog of the night, and 1st frog in 10 years.
Before the cleaning begins

Saturday morning Sarah and I got up, and met Kyler at the same strip pit. We paddled to the back and then drug the kayaks and gear for about 150yds thru chest high weeds,  ruts and slightly uphill to another pit. On Sarah’s 2nd cast she snapped her G. Loomis spinning rod in half, a clean break. Kyler was the first to pick up a fish and then Sarah (both small largemouth). Then Kyler lands an 18” largemouth on a Bombshell Turtle, then Sarah fires back with another dink. I’m thinking to myself you gotta be kidding me I can’t be skunked. Then I pick up a decent crappie on a spinnerbait, and a small largemouth on a shallow crank. Kyler then looses a 5lb largemouth to a knot slipping. It starts to get hot and the fishing comes to a stop.
The drag to the pit after the 1st paddle
Sarah's now 2 piece G. Loomis

We paddle, drag, and paddle again back to the truck and load up.

My sister Jessica showed up at mom and Tim’s right around the same time Sarah and I got in from fishing. Jessica fried up the legs, and they were really good. It has probably been 10 years since I had had fresh frog legs.

We went to my nephew’s birthday party, and had a good time, and then just hung out with family the rest of Saturday night, and
all day Sunday, and come home Sunday night.

Overall it was a great trip, and the Jackson Coosa’s performed double duty as a great fishing, and frog gigging platform.

Sarah and I have wanted to fish with Ben Adrien in his home waters of East Tennessee since last year when we fished with him at the SOHO River Raid in Kingsport, Tennessee where Sarah caught her first and personal best Smallmouth Bass.
Last week was rough at work. I hadn’t had a day off in weeks and was far overdue, so I took Friday off work and headed east early. I did a quick evening float picking up 5 or 6 smallmouth all in the 15” range off the fly rod. It was a pleasant surprise seeing Ben at the takeout to shuttle me back to my vehicle.
Smallmouth on the Fly
After getting checked into the Doubletree/Hilton I got cleaned up in time for Sarah to meet me at the bar to pick up the pizza and take back to the room to eat a late dinner. We made arrangements to meet up with Ben outside our hotel at 5am Saturday morning to try to put Sarah on her first Striped Bass, and hopefully my personal best.
Ben was right on-time, and we promptly headed to Boone Lake, on the water just before daylight, and paddled about 3/4 mile then Ben gave us each some planer boards, and instructed us how to use them. We deployed our baits, and Ben pointed out the path that we needed to paddle. We pulled baits for a good hour and nothing was happening so we moved down the lake a little to another spot. We deployed the baits again and not 15 minutes into pulling one of my baits gets slammed and I pick up the rod from theRam Revolution rod holder and the fish was on. This was a quick fight maybe 3 minutes and after being weighed on the Boga Grips and getting a few pictures he was immediately released this one weighed 12lbs.
12lb Striped Bass
This was not my personal best and so I grabbed bait and began pulling again and not 5 minutes later another fish is hooked up this one took a little longer to land and he weighed in at 19lbs, and was very close to my personal best. After getting a couple pictures I paddled back to just above where I had hooked the previous one, and started pulling one bait on a board I was about 20 yards from the bank and paddled past where I had hooked the previous two, and kept paddling several hundred yards. I was getting disappointed and turned to look at my planer board and it seemed to just come off so I reeled in and bait was still there and frisky. I put the board back on and started pulling again and not 10ft later the board came off again. I started getting frustrated after putting the board back on and started pulling again. Another 10ft and the board comes loose the rod doubles over, and the fish starts to pull and he’s not stopping. He continues to pull me about 4MPH and Ben is paddling trying to keep up. The fish turns and takes me toward some trees near the bank so I hold the rod with my left hand and take my paddle with my right hand to put more pressure on the fish. After applying more pressure the fish turns and heads up lake still pulling me at about 4MPH. The fish is now zig zagging the cove, and I’m reeling myself to him, and whenever I gain ground the fish takes off on a blistering run. Once I get the fish within about 20ft he surfaces, and I can see just how big he is, and at this time I know he is my personal best. Now all I can think is the line breaking, or the hook that I can see in the corner of his mouth pulling free. All this is running thru my head, and I’m able to get him right next to the kayak and get the Boga’s on his lower lip. I start pulling him out of the water and run out of arm due to him being so long so I take to my feet and finish pulling him from the water. I hold him up to get a good weight and 21lbs. I’m so excited and pull the hook out of the corner of his jaw. Earlier I thought about the hook pulling out well I shouldn’t have worried because that 7/0 Gamakatsu Circle hook was buttoned up tight. We got a few pictures, and I got him back in the water quickly and took about 4 minutes to properly revive him before releasing, and watching him swim off gracefully.
21lb Striped Bass
Sarah was still pulling baits with no takers she was a trooper never giving up paddling for miles. Ben and I followed her around hoping to watch her hook up with a monster. About 11:30am we gave up, and decided to pack it up and eat some lunch. While eating lunch at a great Greek restaurant we decided to do a 12 mile float so Sarah could catch her first Brown Trout. We hung out at the restaurant for a while before heading to the river. Once we got to the river and waited for the water levels to get up so we could start our float. We paddled out to the main pool and paddled facing current; I’m sure the wader guys thought we were crazy being there in such strong current and big rocks, and drops strategically placed among the river. There were three older gentlemen on the bank just looking at us and I could just read their minds. My muscles were warming up nicely from the constant paddling, and then Ben nods his head and we just stop paddling and place one blade straight down and we all spin around like a top and start floating down stream. I would say it was around 1pm or 1:30pm when we started this float. The water was very cold, and air temps were in the low to mid 90’s and with the rocks and swift water it was intimidating at first. Ben was on his feet in seconds throwing the jerkbait in rapid succession working over the tops, and edges of the grass beds always looking for the next place to cast before his prior retrieve was finished. You could see the determination on his face the entire time. Ben was coaching Sarah on how to work a jerkbait, while standing, catching, and releasing fish himself, while also letting us know what to expect up ahead.
ben standing while floating swiftly down the river
Ben is pointing out fish, and by this time I’ve lost 3 Lucky Craft Jerkbaits, and have only one 10” Brown Trout to show for it. Sarah switches baits to a special jerkbait that Ben let her use, and lands her first Brown. We keep floating, and I finally get tired of not seeing fish so I swallow that knot in my throat and proceed to stand myself, and watching trout dart in and out of the grass. I’m keeping an eye on Ben to be sure that I follow his path and stay in safe areas. I pick up a few more Brown Trout along the float I think 5 maybe 6 total with the biggest being 2lbs. I watched Ben catch several that were at least 3lbs and he may have caught some larger, as I watched him lose some very nice fish. We finished the float and switched tactics back to Striper to get Sarah on her first. We trolled baits again for about 2 miles Stripers, and couldn’t find any and it was getting dark so we decided to call it a day. We packed up and got back to the hotel around 9 or 9:30pm, in time to get cleaned up for dinner. We all 3 had a good dinner and some adult beverages and talked about the great day we had. Sarah was falling asleep in the booth, so Ben and I finalized our plans to fish in the am. I wore my Columbia Terminal Tackle Long Sleeve shirt all day, it kept me cool and protected from the sun. I never felt stuffy, or clammy the entire day even when the temperatures reached almost 90º F. It was nice because I didn’t have to apply greasy/oily sun block my skin isn’t red the next day, and my skin isn’t peeling two days later. The quality or the materials and craftsmanship are excellent.

We met up at 830am, and once we got to the river it was pouring, very windy, and lightening, so we decided it would be best for me to get on the road home. This was a trip I will not soon forget. It’s pleasure fishing with Ben, and always looking forward to the next time. I’m always learning new tips, and tricks, and he is just a great person to be around.
Now to plan the next trip for Sarah’s first striper.

Ben coaching Sarah on how to use planer boards and proper rigging

Sarah's first Brown Trout

The RAM Revolution rod holder worked great, this is the first time using them striper fishing. The Aluminum holds up very well under the stress of a big striper, and the infinite number of angles you are able to adjust to depending on if you need a low or high angle and everything in between is great.