The current date of this blog is April 10th, 2017. This is prime time in Ohio to be crawling up and down the creeks and streams in search of spawning Northern Pike. In this particular part of Ohio where I am fishing, the population of pike is slim to none, there are only a few bodies of water that will hold this toothy fish within a hundred mile radius, and the majority of these bodies of waters are rivers. At this time I am employed by Epcon Lane Pest Control, and during the spring we are just getting started with our year in the exterminating business . We have not hit the summer rush yet, but we are starting to get busy. On this particular day I was blessed with a job near my well known Pike honey hole, so you know what that means, time to clock out and go on lunch. I had everything I needed with me to get a half hour of fishing in, so I park my van and venture through the thick brush, towards the creek. Once I hit the creek I walk the edge until I get near the mouth, where it finally deepens up a bit, giving it some opportunity to hold fish. I get the camera rolling and start the video. The clock is ticking, I have thirty minutes to hook into a pike, which if you ask any local fisherman, is a pretty daunting task. I pick this spot because the water level of the river I am fishing is very subject to change with the slightest bit of rain fall. With that being said this makes it difficult for these pike to spawn with the constant change in current. So, naturally, most pike seek the mouth of creeks for shelter, because the creeks provide favorable spawning conditions, as well as an increase in forage compared to the main river. I focus on the structure around the creek for a little while, which yielded nothing. Then I move directly to the mouth, hoping that a hungry pike would be waiting for a minnows to get pushed out of the creek, into the main flow. I make numerous casts with multiple different baits. I had thrown white, pink, blue, and silver jerk baits without even a sniff of action. Then I switched to a clown colored jerk bait and slowed my retrieve, thinking that maybe the stained water from the creek, could be throwing off the bite. Then suddenly, two casts after the switch up, my jerk bait gets absolutely annihilated! Bingo, I figured them out ! I land the fish, take a few pictures and give him a healthy release. This was the end of my time on the river today, I had to make it back to work, but at least I was able to finish the day out with a smile on my face. Nothing is better then finally getting on some real pike action, after dreaming about it all winter !