July 8 2010

Michigan resident finds new livelihood in fishing

July 14, 2010 // 0 Comments

by Cliff and Nancy Hill This past March, as is our regular habit, we took in Michigan’s oldest sport show, the Showspan-produced Ultimate Sport Show at DeVos Place in downtown Grand Rapids. While there that day, we came across the likes of “Walleye Wayne” Stevenson, who had a booth where he was “telling and selling” his walleye fishing charters on Lake Erie. It had been many, many years since Cliff—along with his buddies—had taken an annual fishing trip to Port Clinton, Ohio on the southern shores of Lake Erie. Now, Cliff loves the delectable walleye and Stevenson had a better idea. Rather than travel all the way to Ohio, why not book a charter with him out of Monroe, Mich., on the western basin of Lake Erie? Why not, indeed? We both already possessed Michigan fishing licenses and this way we could keep our fishing tourism dollars in Michigan. So convincing was Stevenson of his prowess as a fishing guide that he persuaded us to sign on by, coming just short of, guaranteeing we would limit out—the daily limit being five walleye per angler with a 15-inch minimum size limit. We took the bait and booked a mid-week day in early June. Mother Nature had other ideas on the morning of the designated day. Stevenson picked us up at our motel at 7:00 a.m.—we having traveled across state the day before to be well-rested for our big fishing adventure. One of the many reoccurring storms that had plagued Michigan this spring had just passed through the area the night of our arrival. In its aftermath, Stevenson told us that high winds were creating three- to five-foot waves on the big lake. He then drove us to the launch area for a “look see.” First-mate Nancy took one look at the churning waters and said, “Not on your life!” Stevenson agreed, feeling that he and Cliff would have no problem bouncing around on the water but Nancy would take a terrible pounding. That’s the way it is when fishing—you can’t control Mother Nature. So, regretfully, we cancelled out and Stevenson returned our deposit as he was fully booked for the rest of the season and we could not reschedule. Before heading back to Rockford, we stopped […]