The water was glassy and looked like an oil painting with the lack of any type of action on the surface. I tried to drum up some action on the surface using a Gunfish, then a Sammy and even an IMA Skimmer. Then I worked all types of reaction baits and finally after 2 hours, I landed a little dink. It wasn't till around 10, when I saw a few little commotions on the surface and most of the time they were always out of reach. WhenI was close enough, I was started to land some bass. I means these were bass were runts and I wondered what the heck happened to all the nicer healthier ones I was catching on some of my past trips?
I just had to laugh(between swearing)after landing a few more and a guy in a boat near me got a kick out of my comments about the tiny bass and said.. "be happy you are at least catching something". Yeah I guess I was kind of spoiled on other trips and should be thankful. There was a breeze now on the water and I basically just continued to fan cast reaction baits. The highlight of the morning was catching a bass that weighed a few ounces over 3lbs on a jerk bait. It looked so much bigger in comparison to the other bass I landed but the scale set me straight.
After what seemed like a few hundred casts, I was pretty lucky to land 9 bass, even though 8 of them were just dinks. Always better to be on the water and catch some bass, then being at home... wishing I was fishing.
You get the picture.....
Haha! I could have said,"have a pic of the big one?" But I didn't !
