I recently updated my spreadsheet with the latest catch results from nearly all the Indiana Slab Master crappie events held since the club began in November 2010. That table now has data from nearly 1200 angler teams comprising roughly 19,000 man-hours on the water. The results continue to be interesting, and are starting to line out into a distinct pattern. I've graphed the data and included it below.
The data is grouped into 1 pound increments. Anglers are allowed to weigh up to 7 crappie as their limit, and all fish must be 9" in length or greater. As an example, in the graph above, 1s would be all crappie sacks brought in that weighed between 1.0 and 1.99 pounds. That same line of thinking applies to all respective weights. A few quick highlights from the data:
- The average sack weighed in now stands at 3.62 pounds.
- The median sack, the weight that half of the sacks were greater than, and half were less than, is 3.92 pounds.
- Approximately 14% of all teams have blanked or failed to weigh their fish over the course of all events.
- Less than 7% of all sacks have averaged more than 1 pound per fish. Worded another way, more than 93% of all sacks weighed (1097 of the 1177) had less than a pound per fish average.
- The largest sack ever weighed was this month at 11.60 pounds.
- The best big crappie lake in the state (based on the 10 different waters fished over the years) is Monroe, which accounts for 8 of the 10 largest sacks ever weighed. Patoka is a distant second.
- The best overall year for crappie anglers was 2012 (based on average/median weights for that year).
If you want to get an idea of just what a slightly better than normal sack of crappie weighs in relation to length, I did a little test a couple years back on my home lake where I kept 7 nice but average keepers, the longest of which was just over 11" and the smallest of which was 9.75". Most were about 10.5" and all were black crappie. That sack of 7 fish weighed 4.43 pounds. If you equalize out all the data to 100, that sack would rank 39th. Again, 50th would have been slightly less at 3.92 pounds, which would probably be 7 fish all around 10"-10.5" (black crappie). White crappie usually weigh slightly less for the same length.
An open letter to the fishermen of Indiana
By John DeVries
I’m biased; there, I admit it. I love fishing in the state of Michigan. You won’t get any argument from me there. I fish every major event I can, and there’s a reason! It’s not because I’m crazy or stupid, however the verdict is still out on that. It’s because of the opportunities.
Lake Erie and Lake St. Clair are constantly on the BASS Top-100 list and as much as I’d like some to be, no lake in Indiana has ever been put on such a list. At times, Geist and Morse Reservoirs have the potential to be outrageously awesome, as proven by Jacob Wheeler and Bryan Johnson’s 30 pound springtime bag last year. The rest of the state constantly comes up short. Boggs, although small, turned into quite the place until the powers that be made a decision and changed its fate once again. Why?
I spent a few years running around like the rest of you, chasing the few fish that live in Indiana’s lakes. I was frustrated to say the least. More than once I decided to give up, thinking I wasn’t cut out for this sport. I thought it was me. One year in the 90s, I was lucky enough to be dating a girl whose uncle was a Lake Erie multi-species guide. Every spring on opening day, he would invite his family up to enjoy. Knowing my love of fishing, they were kind enough to ask me along. We spent most of the morning drifting around with bottom bouncers targeting walleye. We had some luck, but by mid-day the bite got slow. Like any good guide and uncle, he decided to make a move to show his family a good time. It didn’t take me long to figure out what was going on, and I moved to the front of the larger boat to get some room to cast. I had no idea what to throw but figured a trap would be a good choice. Never previously had I experienced what was about to happen. Well, maybe salt water fishing growing up back east, but never fresh water fishing. I went on a tear, catching fish after fish, for what felt like an hour!!! Calling for the net time and time again, I didn’t realize I was monopolizing the captain’s time and keeping him away from his family. It took that realization to get me to stop. Needless to say, I was hooked. I still fished in Indiana after that, but that day was burned into my brain. I would from time to time, and especially in the spring, make a trip up to try and relive that day.
Fast forward to 2014, almost 20 years later. For many years I felt like a rebel. I left my home state, fishing-wise, for greener pastures. Back in the early part of the 2000s, I decided to spend more time north than here and never looked back. I still fish the waters close to me here at home in the early spring, but my heart quickly turns north come June. It’s been so long, I’m not sure I even know how to get to French Lick anymore.
Over the years, I tried and tried to get others to join me - always a hard sell. The big water and the city of Detroit are the walls no one really wants to climb. I can imagine both of those being intimidating, but for me I felt right at home. Growing up in New York and spending my childhood fishing in the ocean I felt fast at home. I have managed to convince a few over the years, in particular, my friend Mark Peiser. He had a great year and a strong finish at the super tournament, pushing him up into the top 40 and qualifying him for the Kentucky Lake Regional with an almost 19 lb. first day and almost 20 lb. second. Mark caught a total of 26 bass for just over 80 pounds this season and finished 34th in the AOY points for the division. Respectable to say the least, against some tough competitors.
It took years of trying, but finally I convinced one of the "old timers," Terry McWilliams, to join me up north. I'd say I did it, but it was most likely the location of the Michigan regional that persuaded him. Either way, I was happy to see someone of his experience and stature joining us. I saw the opportunity in it. Terry joined the ranks in the Michigan BFLs this year. Many of you know Terry but some of you may not. Terry is a 60-something going on 20-something who constantly blows me away. I’ve had the pleasure of knowing Terry for a number of years now and he never ceases to amaze me with his drive and passion for our sport. For example, he suffered a heart attack in the middle of this season, just weeks before one of our events. Yet, against doctor’s orders, I'm sure, he convinced his wife and set off to compete. I was once again astonished!
Terry’s year was awesome. “John, I had the fish on to win some of those days,” he said...and I don’t doubt it. Terry goes on to say, “I’ll probably fish up there to the day I die.” Let’s hope that’s no time soon, buddy. Terry has fished for many years in the state of Indiana. He has a long history on its lakes, much of which have been captured by tournament results found on FLW Outdoors and B.A.S.S.. One year, Terry qualified for the Barren River Regional in a way I never thought possible. I got a phone call from him toward the end of 2011. He was happy to tell me that after a tough year, he managed to make it to the Regional, taking the last spot. He went on to tell me, “I made it only catching 4 fish.” I asked, which tournament was that? He said, “For the whole year, John.” I almost dropped the phone. He managed one fish in four of the tournaments and zeroed in another. His largest days catch that year was 2-07 and his smallest was 0-15. And just 6-01 for the season. WOW!!!
In the Indiana Division, from 2011 to 2013, Terry participated in 12 BFLs. He caught a total of 19 bass for approximately 46 pounds, give or take. His largest day’s catch, caught back in 2005, was 10-12. In 2014, Terry’s decision to join me in the Michigan Division rewarded him with 28 bass caught for a total weight of 89-13 and a finish of 12th in the AOY points. Guys, this is for 5 tournaments! His largest day’s catch: 21-13.
Regardless of the reasons, fishing is tough in Indiana. We are all in the same boat, figuratively speaking, when it comes to this fact. So, now I finally get to my point. Why? Why do we put up with it? Why do we keep chasing, what feels like, the same five fish year after year? Is it that we think by coming back year after year things will change? Regardless of your reasons, I’d like to take a minute to invite you north to experience the boundless opportunities. It’s not that much further of a drive, and it’s not that hard to find fish, because let’s face it, they live there. For me personally, I’d rather deal with the pain of a rough ride and catch fish, than have a smooth ride and come up empty handed. I could go on forever about my days up there, but I’ll save that for another time. Till then...
Best Regards,
Big John
** John DeVries is a veteran central Indiana tournament angler who regularly fishes the Michigan Division BFLs and who has qualified for several Regionals. John has also fished numerous events across the country including FLW Tour Opens and Rayovac Series events, as well as B.A.S.S. Opens. John will be contributing monthly pieces to Big Indiana Bass covering a variety of bass fishing and tournament related topics.
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