What is the best day of fishing you've ever had?

[3Roosters]

Good read bogey! Best wishes to your dad!
I have to chime in on one of my most memorable times fishing as well.
About 25 yrs ago my best buddy and I decided on a whim to enter this 2 person fishing tournament on East Bay of Devils Lake. Now, mind you, this was way back when there was a boat ramp park on the east bay, not where the one is today, but just south of Camp Grafton on the east side..in the corner of where hiway 20 and 57 intersect..been underwater for a good number of years now.
This was a one day tournament and East bay back in the day was known for the salinity and not a super place to go catch walleyes. I am sure we had the slowest, oldest boat but we didn't care because we were just out to have fun and out fish the experts anyway. I remember that day well. It was extremely hot out that day and very little wind, the lake had barely a ripple of wind on it. We didn't have a top to escape from the sun and heat so we were sitting ducks for the suns intense heat.
Fishing was tough...catching was worse, we really didn't care as we were solving all of life's problems in the process.
I managed to fool a nice walleye pitching to shore near this dock. It was then the comedy act began, as I told my buddy I think this one has some backbone to him and to get the net. After horsing the walleye away from the dock, quite sure I would lose him, I got him close to the boat, only to get behind the motor..oh no...not that.. I got that monster away from that danger zone..in a position for my buddy to net him...at which point as he promptly knocked the beast in the head...almost knocking him off my line. "Nice try bud" but lets try it again and try not to do that again" Finally he was netted and we both laughed at each other..Not a huge one..but one to remember. I think he was like 24 inches..not bad. We decided if we wanted to win this thing that we need at least this size going forward.
Well.. we didn't keep any others that day and headed into tourney headquarters..sun burn and hot..and ready to hang our heads as weighed in with the brutal results of our 1 fish for the day.
It wasn't a great day of catching for many other teams it appeared. We ended up in 10th place with that one fish..NEAT.. !0th place was significant... as they had plaques for the top 10 finishers! We won a plaque...ONE PLAQUE mind you, it was a 2 person tournament and we won ONE plaque. hahaha We collected our ONE plaque and headed to a local downtown watering hole to see how we were going to split this ONE plaque...after a few cold ones, it was determined that it would only make sense to flip a coin for this prized possession.
I flipped, he called and lost. This prized possession was now all mine!
A few years later my best buddy died in a car accident so when I look at that 10th place plaque from time to time, I remember the great memory of that day.

 

[MSA]

One common factor in most of my best fishing days I have noticed is that its always on a calm warm overcast day with virtually zero wind.

 

[guywhofishes]

One common factor in most of my best fishing days I have noticed is that its always on a calm warm overcast day with virtually zero wind.

ha ha ha - that's amazing

mine are usually opposite - 25MPH minimum

I've had a few miracle pleasure weather bites but most were miserable windy

 

[johnr]

One common factor in most of my best fishing days I have noticed is that its always on a calm warm overcast day with virtually zero wind.

Must have been out of state

 

[MSA]

Must have been out of state

Seems to apply everywhere i go....but keep in mind, Im not usually fishing for walleyes.

 

[Hornhunter]

No question for me was the tailrace feeding frenzy of 2011. Limits of eyes,salmon and trout every day. Lots of quality saugers up to 4 pounds. We would pull cranks downstream at 7 mph and hammer the hell outa the fish. We would pull East to West and vice versa and hammer the hell outa them. I pulled riggers with spoons and besides the salmon and trout would still.get our limits of eyes and saugers on the spoons as well. Didn't matter what we used.

 

[dean nelson]

When I was around 16 my buddy got meningitis and I went to visit him in the hospital. Well I was there his dad was also and we talked about how he had been out that morning in the boat south of main street and had caught a bunch of fish. So when I went home i grabbed my rod picked up a scoop of minnows some pink jigs and some white twister tails. I walked out from sertoma park with next to no gear and was one of only three guys on shore to the 75 plus boats in that run. Within a short time I was hooked up and brought in my biggest eye ever at that time probably around seven pounds. At this point bringing a stringer with would have been handy. Over the next hour and a half the three of us slammed female after female with the smallest being over five and the largest caught by one of the other guys being over 11. The crazy thing was that the boats were catching tons and tons of fish but all of them were smaller males. The boats starting moving in so close to us the distance would have been easier to measure in feet not yards. They eventually were so close the we're bottoming out on the sandbar we were standing on. For whatever reason that I can't fully explain to this day we kept right on picking up big fish and they didnt. Only real difference was we were pitching and they were vertical. By the time sundown hit i had the heaviest limit i will ever take and had released three for every one that was on the stick i had to use to put the fish on to get them the quarter-mile back to the truck. Went home and my folks love walleyes but I hardly ever went after them back then so they were always out. so when I had them come outside to see as i pulled them out of a tote I put them in I made it seem like I had only caught one big one. when I pulled out a 6 pound eye they were all impressed but as that fish was followed by a pair of sevens and eight and then a nine they were flat dumb struck. Needless to say not a limit i would keep today but damn did it feel good then. Went back and fished the spots again over the next few days but it slowly died off as by the third afternoon you could have walked from expressway to main street and never got your feet wet and there was easily over a hundred people on shore. But for that one magical spur of the moment evening fishing trip where the weather and fish all came together for one day I will never forget especially since the 9 is on my wall to this day. Oh and my buddy was about ready to kill me and his dad the next day at the hospital as talked like giddy school girls about unbelievable the fishing was......Needless to say his dad let him get a few weekday fishing trips in before he had to return to school. I believe this was in the spring of 95.

 

[johnr]

Seems to apply everywhere i go....but keep in mind, Im not usually fishing for walleyes.

No, I meant the calm nonwindy day thing. Cant find those types of days instate.

 

[guywhofishes]

No, I meant the calm nonwindy day thing. Cant find those types of days instate.

Those are called Mondays.

 

[Captainbrad]

I have been very fortunate to have many great memories and days of fishing, especially with my later start in life. A few that stick out as spectacular

1. My boy when he was 4 learning how to run a tip up and catch pike by himself
2. When the boy and I got into the big catfish bite last fall and he landed four cats over 20 pound by himself
3. June 13, 2009 The first time I boated over 1000 pounds of catfish in day
4. June 2014 at Devils Lake when my buddy who I had not fished with in some time and I got into a shallow walleye bite and landed over 60 walleyes in about two hours.
5. June 2012 boating 112 catfish in 6 hours (I never want to do that one again.)

There are literally hundreds more

 

[MSA]

Those are called Mondays.

Boy aint that the truth

 

[JayKay]

Those are called Mondays.

Actually yes. Monday night (last night as a matter of fact) the wind was down. Caught four small fish, but it's four more than I would have had I stayed home.

And no wind...

 

[Fish whisperer]

I've had some pretty great memories with buddies but nothing can beat time spent fishing with my daughters. Watching their faces light up when they catch one or when they catch a "big" one is priceless. I feel incredibly fortunate that they enjoy sharing those times with me. Hopefully our little guy will want to fish too when he gets big enough.

 

[Hamm's]

Took my Dad, my son & a friend of his fishing one day in SE North Dakota. Windier then all get out. We were trying to jig, but controlling the boat was a pain. I finally told them to tie on some cranks, and that we'd try the shoreline that was getting pounded by waves. Right away they started nailing the walleyes. It was all I could do to run the boat and net their fish. My Dad, who didn't understand how hard it is to control a boat when it's like that, asked why I wasn't fishing. I told him I've caught plenty of fish, and I'm having more fun just watching you guys. I never wet a line that day, but it stands out as one of my best trips, and one of the last with my Dad before he passed away.