We awoke to a beautiful morning; a nice breeze was keeping the mosquitoes to a tolerable level. As we prepared breakfast and sipped our coffee, Jody and I discussed our plan of attack for the day. We decided to head to a spot on the map that appeared like it would be a good area. It was a long mainland peninsula close to the Conmee Lake portage. We finished breakfast and soon we were on our way. As we approached the area I kept a keen eye on the depth finder that revealed a long shallow reef extending from the point.

On the end of the reef the depth dropped to 30 feet. On one side of the reef we discovered a mud and gravel flat area that was 11 to 14 feet in depth. As we were trolling close to the edge of the reef in the mud and gravel area, Jody and I hooked fish at the exact same time. We commented on how many doubles we had on this trip as we were fighting the hard fighting fish. We thought we were at about 12 by this point of the trip. The spot continued to give up Walleyes almost nonstop for the next three hours. Again, all the Walleyes were in the 19 to 25 inch class. We had four more doubles that morning which brought our total to 16.

At 11 am the fishing started to slow so we decided to head in for lunch. As we paddled back to camp, we tried to estimate the number of fish we had landed in that three hour session and we both agree that we had caught over 60 Walleye, 4 Northern, and 8 Small mouth. Fishing had been great all over the lake but that spot was one of those places that a fisherman comes across a few times in his life. We arrived back at camp for lunch and to rest our weary arms. After lunch, we decided to take a much needed bath and changed into some clean clothes. We felt like new men as we headed out for the afternoon fishing adventure. We decided to try to find my lost reef but we searched for an hour and had no luck. The weather was starting to turn for the worse as the wind kicked up and a steady rain set in. We decided to troll back to camp and get out of the nasty weather. As we approached camp we both hooked into nice fish and in a couple of minutes two nice 26 inch Lakers were in the boat. The rain began to come down harder as we landed our canoe and ran for the screen house. We stayed in camp all afternoon as the rain continued to come down.

At 7pm the rain stopped, and a few rays of sun peaked through the clouds. We headed back to our honey hole close to camp and caught a dozen walleyes each before the mosquitoes chased us back to camp at 9:15. We spent the next hour relaxing with a few shots of Hot Damn, a couple cigars, and a hot cup of coffee before we called it a night and headed for the tents.