Tuesday, June 14, 2011 Day 3____ Poly to Kawishwi River. I was up at 5:30 again so I started the fire and watched the sunrise over the lake. It was a clear and crisp morning. Brad got up shortly after and we had our breakfast of oatmeal and packed up camp. We were headed out at shortly after 7. We wanted the site at the narrows in malberg so we wanted to hustle a bit. We got to the site at 9:15 which I think is some kind of record for earliest to a campsite ever in BW history. Lol It was still early so we decided to go out fishing before we set up camp. We fished for 3 hours and caught nothing but one smallie. We tried everything: slip bobbers, rapalas, spinners, jigs, spoons, but nothing. So, just before noon we returned to camp dejected to eat lunch. Shortly after lunch two guys stopped by looking for their friends. They said they stayed on the Northwest side Of Malberg the whole day before and caught nothing. They also said a bear ripped though some guys tent and drug off their sleeping bags and some of their equipment. So, after that Brad and me decided to keep moving Northeast to the kawishwi River. We got to the only campsite on that side at about 2. We set up camp and threw in some slip bobbers off the steep ledge. Immediately the first one went down as I was throwing out the second one. So I threw down the second pole and set the hook. I hooked into something nice. When I got him to the surface 3 other smallies and even a walleye were swimming around like crazy with it. So I start freaking out and yell for brad to get over here. So I landed the nice smallie and we measured it, snapped a pic, and let it go. It was 19” and I was super excited because all the other ones that were with it were the same size. I thought we were in for the best afternoon/ night of fishing ever. But that shows how much I know because we only caught 2 more smallies during 2 hours of slip bobber fishing. So I was flabbergasted and mad so we decided to troll some lindy rigs with what we call walleye delights through that area because I knew they were down there. It was very deep at about 15-20 feet right off shore so I was sure we’d catch something, but we trolled for 2 hours around the whole Northeast section of the River and nothing. So, we switched to blue rapalas and trolled blue rapalas for an hour catchind two walleys and several Northerns. We got back to camp at like 9:30 super confused because we knew they were down there but we could not understand why they wouldn’t bite. We made a delicious diner of cheesy broccoli au gratin rice. It was amazing! Then we drank some hot cocoa and went to bed.