Bear-ee Good Morn
Took one final stab at the Catfish Contest Friday afternoon. Once I'd gotten to my spot - the wind picked up, then picked up some more, and more. Good Grief! Would have headed in, except the wind had changed full-circle so it was coming from the launch area. As the waves became white-caps, started to think I shoulda brought a surf board!
At least someone was enjoying the breeze!
At least where I was was semi shielded from the deluge, so figured I'd wait out the front. Mudcat saved me from a full skunk (yipee, not!) though I had several Bobber Down moments, and one big bendo that shot off - as I went for a hookset - there was - whoosh - nothing! Watched as my bobber floated away. Must have tangled up in the ample weeds and broke itself off. Several strikes had weight, then the wiggle went, and the weeds rolled in.
Saturday morn - got up bright and early, sort of. Got fishing at the river about 8:30. Good news was - the bite-light was still on! Moon was not yet set. First cast took a big bump, and a hookset later - I landed my first Largemouth, to be followed by a number of others.
Bouncing a plastic crawdad on a football head jig off the bottom proved too much to resist. Next up was a nicer Smallmouth. Pitched into several more bass, before deciding to change targets.
Threw on one of my spinner blades, and found some timid bumps. Turned some into hookups, and after a few sideways dashes - was joined by my target species - Crappie. Where there's one . . . so I kept after them, and managed several more. No record breakers, but 10-12 inchers - and though there were hard to get a hookset on, they were easy to have slip off the line prematurely.
Figured I should go back to bassin- before the Sun got too high in the sky. Managed to pull in a few more - some after my spinner rig, with a curly-tail grub, others back on the dad-flipper. Also bumped into a few Bluegill, though they were pretty small. Had some fellow anglers going after Cats, and they pulled in a few. I tossed out a half-hearted line on bottom, and donated some Shrimp and worms, while I kept pitching for bass/crappie.
Didn't take pictures of them all, was more interested in getting my line back in. Brought home a limit of Bass - mix of LM and SM, probably landed at least 20 overall, and a bakers half-dozen Crappie. Had as many more Crappie make the great escape. Most of the bass I ran into were around a footlong, with my biggest at 15" for the day.
At least someone was enjoying the breeze!
At least where I was was semi shielded from the deluge, so figured I'd wait out the front. Mudcat saved me from a full skunk (yipee, not!) though I had several Bobber Down moments, and one big bendo that shot off - as I went for a hookset - there was - whoosh - nothing! Watched as my bobber floated away. Must have tangled up in the ample weeds and broke itself off. Several strikes had weight, then the wiggle went, and the weeds rolled in.
Saturday morn - got up bright and early, sort of. Got fishing at the river about 8:30. Good news was - the bite-light was still on! Moon was not yet set. First cast took a big bump, and a hookset later - I landed my first Largemouth, to be followed by a number of others.
Bouncing a plastic crawdad on a football head jig off the bottom proved too much to resist. Next up was a nicer Smallmouth. Pitched into several more bass, before deciding to change targets.
Threw on one of my spinner blades, and found some timid bumps. Turned some into hookups, and after a few sideways dashes - was joined by my target species - Crappie. Where there's one . . . so I kept after them, and managed several more. No record breakers, but 10-12 inchers - and though there were hard to get a hookset on, they were easy to have slip off the line prematurely.
Figured I should go back to bassin- before the Sun got too high in the sky. Managed to pull in a few more - some after my spinner rig, with a curly-tail grub, others back on the dad-flipper. Also bumped into a few Bluegill, though they were pretty small. Had some fellow anglers going after Cats, and they pulled in a few. I tossed out a half-hearted line on bottom, and donated some Shrimp and worms, while I kept pitching for bass/crappie.
Didn't take pictures of them all, was more interested in getting my line back in. Brought home a limit of Bass - mix of LM and SM, probably landed at least 20 overall, and a bakers half-dozen Crappie. Had as many more Crappie make the great escape. Most of the bass I ran into were around a footlong, with my biggest at 15" for the day.
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by CoyoteSpinner on Sep 2, 2012, 2:11 PM)


















