Casey, Jamie and I had such a good time the day the three of us were fishing French Lake for chain pickerel that Casey tried to get us together for another day on the water. That didn’t pan out as Jamie, being a teacher and vice principle, started back to work and was unable to go with us.
Jamie did get to French Lake for some pickerel fishing fun on Sunday with his buddy Matt.
Always Looking For Deer
The first couple of times I went to French Lake I heard about the numbers of deer that hang around the fields next to the lake but never saw a deer.
However, the last time Casey and I were at French Lake we saw about 10 whitetail deer along with 2 really cute fawns. They were running and jumping in a field next to the lake, well until they saw us and then it was off into the bush.
This time around we only saw three under the apple trees but we didn’t stop long, it was day break and we had fishing on our mind.
The Weather Forecast: HOT, VERY HOT
Hot didn’t really cover it as it was the hottest day I remember being out on the water and I do remember some very hot days fishing from my float tube at Chipman in years past.
The water temperature when we arrived at day break was already 78F/26C and by the time it was late afternoon it had risen by 5 degrees.
Even though the water was so hot it still felt really refreshing when I used it to cool down throughout the day.
Catch 22 With The Wind
Personally when I am fishing pickerel I like it to be calm. I think I get as much of a rush watching the wakes and big explosions when they come for the bait.
I must admit that by noon I was secretly wishing for the wind to pick up just give us a break from the heat of the sun. But that was going to happen, it just got calmer and calmer and hotter and hotter.
At one point Casey looked at me and thought I had not put on the ole sunscreen as my face was so red it looked like I was about to explode. I had lots of sunscreen on I was just overheating, big time.
So it’s a catch 22 situation. You want it calm but when it’s that hot you want some breeze blowing across your face.
Hawks, Eagles and Heron
We see a lot of hawks and eagles on our fishing adventures but on this trip they were really actively taking fish from the water all around us.
It’s so cool to watch them floating high above the water and then in an instant into a dive and off with a fish.
The eagles would swoop down and grab them with their talons and off they would go.
However the hawks, if that’s what they were, would beat their wings to stay in place and then dive like a bomber right into the water and then back in the air with a fish.
So cool, I can’t imagine the power in their wings to get them out of the water and back into the air while holding a fish in their talons.

Forgive the poor quality, I had to zoom in
It really cool to watch the heron stalking fish. They can stand so still they are all but invisible. I have seen them standing in the tall grass and all you see is their head. They can look just like a piece of drift wood.
I was watching this one when a Kingfisher dove from his perch and blasted into the water right next to the heron. It scared the heron so much I thought all it’s feathers were going to fly off before it could get into the air.
I love living in New Brunswick.
How Was The Catching?

My Record For Smallest Pickerel
The only time I have ever caught a smaller pickerel than the one above was when I was fly fishing for trout. I pulled my fly off the water and while it was in mid-air a little pickerel, not much bigger than a pencil, shot out of the water like a bullet and nailed my fly.
I think the heat drove the pickerel to deeper water as the action wasn’t as furious as it was on our last trip but we still had a great day.
We didn’t land any huge pickerel. My 22″ pickerel was the largest for the day but they were all fun.
We always have a little contest to see who buys the icecream at the end of the day, well if anything is still open by the time we are done fishing, so we do keep track of what we catch.
I sure wish we had the icecream in the boat, what a treat that would have been in that heat.
We had a lot of action and I mean a lot but they were not quite as explosive as usual and came up short on the baits for most of the day.
Casey started out strong and had 3 pickerel in the boat before I even had a strike. It looked like he was going to kick my butt this time around, but at the end of the day it was Casey with 21 pickerel boated and Jim, that’s me, with 33 pickerel in the boat.
Red 5″ Senko Worms
By now anyone familiar with my blog knows I am in love with the Red 5″ Senko Worms.
Note: I do use other baits but just have the best results using the red worm.
Pickerel are known for coming up short on the baits and can easily shred the worm until your 5″ worm becomes a 2″ worm.
Well I was always quick to put on a new worm but this day I was running short so I just cast the half worm back out there and to my surprise it still got smack and this time the pickerel was hooked.
Can’t tell you how many half worm I just tossed in the garbage when I get home from a day of fishing pickerel. Not any longer, now I am going to see just how many pickerel I can get with just one worm or perhaps one half worm.
As they hit the worm time and time again the front of the worm gets torn up a bit and won’t stay on the hook. Well one day I looked over and Casey was threading the worm on the hook upside down and continued to use it. What a great way to conserve your worms.
I’ll steal that idea and save some worms, thank you Casey.
Confession Time: I got beat by the day.
I never like being the one to call it a day and love fishing right until dark. Heck I usually have the best fun the last hour on the water, just before it gets dark.
Sadly by 6pm, the sun had completely wiped me out. I fought the crappy feeling for another hour but by 7pm I had to admit I was done.