I decided that I was going to start the day fishing deeper water, you know, those first drop-offs after the shallow flats that post spawn females may be located in. I did not want to bother any males that may still be guarding nests.
I started with a few various squarebills, spinnerbaits and a Texposed senko. Nothing.
Time to blow this spot and move on.
I get to the next spot…..what do I need to switch up here?
The Eureka Moment
Maybe I should fish deeper….
So I tie on a deep diver and start to fish. Bang, bang, bang…I start to catch fish, nothing photo worthy, but enough to let me know I’m onto something.
Then my bait feels like I drove it into big rock, it just stops dead. I set the hook and feel nothing. I’m just about to release the tension when I feel a throb….rocks don’t throb.
Check the drag Steve, don‘t screw that up.
She dogs a bit deep then all of a sudden Oh baby…it’s coming up for a jump and I drive about 5 feet of that rod into the water to try to kill the jump. When it came out of the water I had a sudden flashback to Lake XXX with Kevin. Fortunately the fish was well hooked so my less that stellar 4 attempts to net the fish didn’t matter.
With the sun high in the sky I decided to fish some of the lakes few Lilly pads. I found the pads not as full and plentiful, but then the season is earlier and the weather was not the best either. I managed a few largemouth out of the pads.
I decided to head to the ramp and call it a day. I had a great day on the water and a beast of a smallie to boot.
Steve
