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BULLHEADING
ON THE GRADE
Up in
the Northwest corner of
Iowa there is a geological artifact of an ancient glacial period called
the Iowa Great Lakes. The northern-most pearl in this string of lakes
is
called Mini Wakan. Mini Wakan was almost always a swamp or lagoon at
the
north edge of Spirit Lake. At one time a foot bridge connected the
points
of land that form the narrow opening that separated the lagoon from the
rest of the lake. Today only some indistinct concrete ruins remain of
the
bridge, and Mini Wakan remains connected to Spirit Lake.
The
state line between Iowa
and Minnesota passes right through the lagoon, and a raised earthwork
has
been built across the water straddling the boundary. Some say that this
earthwork was built by early mound building Indians, but the more
likely
explanation has the work done by angry Minnesotans of Swedish descent
who
resented Iowans of Norwegian descent fishing in their territorial
waters
without Minnesota fishing licenses. Another story, which I do not wish
to endorse by repetition, would have us believe in ancient visitors
from
outer space with a concern for future bullhead fishing.
At
any event, the titanic
rock and earth structure which now carries an arterial highway across
Mini
Wakan is universally referred to as "the grade". And the grade is
legendary
as one of the most popular bullheading spots in America A drive down
the
grade on a spring afternoon will inevitably reveal a multitude of happy
'headers, enjoying their time honored sport in their own unique way.
Angling
for yellowbellies
at Mini Wakan has a long and colorful history. Like many of today's
popular
diversions it has its roots in desperation and existential angst. The
sport
has indeed been shaped by the needs and hopes of bullheaders now long
gone.
Hungry pioneers, struggling immigrants, and the victims of the Great
Depression
all had a hand in making grade 'heading what it is today. But even
before
the white man came on the scene, the bullhead, a living relic of
prehistoric
times, was there. The native americans knew this noble fish, but
because
of certain cultural biases, they never ate bullhead flesh. Even in
times
of desperate famine, the plains Indians as a whole would not resort to
eating the "slimy horned fish" that schooled thickly in their lakes and
streams since before man's earliest memory. The only known use of the
bullhead
by these early inhabitants of the Iowa Great Lakes area was as a tool
in
socializing their children. On gift giving occasions they would give
bullheads
to kids that had misbehaved, much as our european ancestors gave lumps
of coal at Christmas.
The
earliest white settlers
around Mini Wakan were not prejudiced against the fat bullheads they
found
nearly everywhere there was water. They seined bullheads in great
numbers
to supplement their diets, and cleverly used other parts of this
multi-faceted
fish for tools and clothing. The dried horns became sewing needles, and
the tough skins were carefully cured and made into rain boots, not
unlike
today's galoshes. When the notorious Spirit Lake Massacre swept the
region,
it was a large bullhead boiler that little Abigail Gardner hid herself
under and was thereby saved from the Indian's' bloody justice.
When
the railroads pushed
through northwest Iowa, a large influx of people of varied ethnic
origins
came with them. These new people brought their own unique tastes in
food
and adapted their old-world recipes to include the indigenous flora and
fauna. As the tracks were being laid, professional hunters and fishers
were hired by the railroad companies to provide fresh game for hungry
road
crews. We have all heard of Buffalo Bill, who earned his name by
slaughtering
buffalo by the ton, but few know the story of Bullhead Mick and the
stew
named after him.
Bullhead
Mick was an Irish
railroad fisherman who seined carloads of bullheads from Mini Wakan and
other area waters. The early gandy dancers were mainly Irish and
orientals,
and the recipes of the camp cooks reflect their preferences in bullhead
preparation. They even record a recipe for bullhead sushi (or raw
bullhead
meat), favored by the chinese workers. After the railroads were
established,
there followed wave/ after wave of scandinavian farmers who tamed the
rich
land. And with them they brought their old traditional methods of
angling
for fish.
Because
these hardy Swedes
and Norwegians had been big fishermen and big fish-eaters in their
homelands,
it wasn't long after the cabin was raised that Pa and the boys were
trying
their luck on the local waters. At first they were, no doubt, surprised
by the bullheads' unfamiliar appearance, but they came to relish the
tasty
meat and soon adapted their angling equipment and techniques to landing
the wily bottom feeders. By the efforts of these born fishermen, Iowa
Great
Lakes bullheading became the fabulously popular sport that it is today.
The tackle and methods they developed are still used by their
descendants
today.
It
was the swedes and norwegians
who also located the best spots to angle for "old whiskers." These
great
"head holes" were staked out like mining claims and were jealously
guarded
and often fought over by the immigrant families and ethnic clans.
No
one seems to remember
what group first discovered the exceptional quality of the bullhead
fishing
at Mini Wakan, as it was probably a well kept secret up until shortly
before
the time that Iowa joined the Union. At that time, the location of the
state line between Iowa and Minnesota was hotly contested. The Swedes,
who had largely settled in what was to become Minnesota wished to keep
the Mini-Wakan bullhead hole for themselves. The Norwegians, who were
mostly
on the Iowa side, felt it should be theirs, as an integral part of the
Iowa Great Lakes chain. The result was the Mini Wakan Compromise which
put the state line right through the middle of the slough. But, like so
many of man's efforts to apportion the land and its bounty, the
Compromise
proved unworkable.
The
Minnesota Swedes claimed
that the Iowa Norwegians were casting their unlicensed lines into their
waters, and vice versa. Terrible arguments and frequent fistfights
broke
out whenever the bullheads were biting in Mini Wakan. The beer which
these
scandinavian anglers consumed in quantity while fishing further
inflamed
their Norse temperaments. Following a near fatal shooting incident the
innovative Swedes decided that a physical barrier should divide the
waters
between the states. The now famous "grade" was built across Mini Wakan,
squarely on the state line, to settle the matter once and for all. The
Swedes were soon disappointed to learn that the bullhead fishing was
only
good on the Iowa side. The shallow, reedy Minnesota side produced
only emaciated runts. The real yellowbellies grew only on the side open
to Spirit Lake.
It
is the Iowa side of the
grade where the vast majority of Mini Wakan Bullheads have been taken
ever
since. (These old grudges were soon laid aside and progressive
licensing
laws now allow everyone to enjoy bullheading on the grade).
During
the Great Depression
some families, dispossessed of their land, actually squatted along the
grade and in the nearby woods of Mini Wakan State Park. There they
could
stay in their makeshift shanties and eat bullheads, at least until the
water began to freeze. These so-called "grade okies" began the
tradition
of lining up campers along the grade. Today, when the yellowbellies are
yumpin', the crowd of pickup campers and Winnebagos evoke memories of
the
grade's shantytown days and fried 'Hoover trout'.
Now,
the typical fishing
trip to the grade involves getting the whole family together, packing
the
camper with gear and finding a choice spot in the line-up along the
Iowa
side of the grade. This means getting there early and, because many
bullheaders
come from as far away as Missouri or Nebraska, this sometimes means an
all-night drive. Once on the right spot, out come the ubiquitous
5-gallon
plastic pails. These serve the bullheaders as tackle boxes, stools and
tables, the true aficionado scorning the lawn chairs and boxes used by
the uninitiated. Of course, the pails also hold the flopping catch.
Indeed,
a day's fishing is measured in "pails". On a good day veteran grade
headers
can easily take two pails or even more from the bountiful waters of
Mini
Wakan. The Iowa state record bullhead weighed 4 pounds, 8 oz. and was a
little under 18" long, and a mere 2 1/2 pounder qualifies one for a
listing
in the Iowa conservation commission's official Big Fish records
registry.
But grade headers don't weigh their fish; they count pails!
The
cheerful banter of the
bullhead busters is punctuated by exclamations of pleasure whenever a
big
one is horsed up onto the rocks. The atmosphere of camaraderie is like
no other in this writer's experience. Shoulder to shoulder they fish
with
hardly ever a squabble. When lines tangle, as they always will, it is
an
occasion to meet another bullheader for small talk about tackle and
bait
and back home.
The
bullheader's tackle reflects
its heritage: it is simple and sturdy. The preferred rod is a good
stiff
fiberglass or steel one, usually not more than six feet long. The bait
casting level wind reel was, until recently, the most popular and some
are still seen, but most grade fisherfolk now use the closed faced
spinning
reel. The popularity of monofilament line and increased ease of
operation
explain the shift. The line used is generally 15 to 20 lb. test. This
may
seem overly heavy to fishing snobs who don't know better. But the grade
is known for its tough weed-bed and rocky snags. The hotshot with his 2
lb. test line doesn't stand a chance, especially when the fishing is
hot
and lines begin to tangle. And, because bullheads are never netted, but
are hoisted or dragged out of the water, (those horns are hard to
disentangle
from a net), a stout line is a must. And, at the end of their hefty
lines,
most grade fishermen use a heavy steel leader, known as a bullhead rig.
The local tackle shops sell them ready-made, with sturdy swivels and
big
snaps that frozen fingers can grip.
When
your travels take you
near the Iowa Great Lakes, plan a visit to Mini Wakan. It is near the
nationally
acclaimed Arnolds Park on beautiful blue Lake Okobiji. The area offers
all the amenities of a first class family resort. Excellent lodging,
fine
dining, shopping and sight-seeing await the bullhead curious visitor.
To
plan your trip, visit okoboji.com
on the Internet.
Last
updated on ... October
27, 2002
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