jigngrub
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Since yesterday was the last day of summer I decided to spend it on the water and terrorize some fish.
It was a beautiful day, bright sunshine with Bluebird skies and a high of 85*F.
I didn't have my hopes set too high on catching many fish because of the clear skies and warm temps, but the power company generation schedule said they were going to pull water with 2 units and I knew that might help a little.
Water temp was 79*F when I arrived at 10:30 am (generation start up was 10:00) and there was a southwest breeze of about 5 mph.
The parking lot was half full at the ramp and there were a few boats in the area, but everybody was fishing.
The bite was slow to start out but picked up a little after 2:00.
I watched an older guy (older than me) on the other side of the creek and he was fishin' hard and not catching anything. He had his marker buoy out and casting to it and working his jig meticously while fighting the variable breeze with his trolling motor, I kinda felt sorry for the poor guy because he was working so hard.
I was trolling back and forth over my hidden underwater point, just by looking at the shore line you'd never know it was there until you ride over it in the boat and see it on the sonar. I was catching the occasional fish at the 8-10' depth on the point as it sloped up from the 16' surrounding depth.
Jig color was important, they only wanted the yellow and white combo called Acid Rain, I pulled some other colors and got 2 fish on the green and yellow Lemon Lime, but the Acid rain was the ticket. Trolling speed was slow at .7-.9 mph, they wouldn't hit anything faster than that.
After about 3 hrs. that guy that had been fishing the other side of the creek had had enough and was idiling back out (very considerate) and passed by me just as I was reeling in a nice size Crappie. I heard a rather emphatic "Hurmff!" and turned to look at him and smiled, he turned his head quickly and continued on his way. I know he was thinking how in the heck was I catching fish in the bright sunshine in what looked like open water when he couldn't catch any in the shade around structure. If he had stopped to talk I'd have told him what I was doing and how I was doing it, but I guess he wasn't in that good of a mood.
I didn't see anybody else catch any fish, but most were Bass fishing.
When I quit at 4:00 pm I had 15 Crappie in the livewell with none under 10", I also caught 2 chunky Spotted bass about 2 lbs. each, 2 dink Spots, and a 16" Striped Bass (all released when caught).
Now for the fish porn:
The livewell:
The 2 best of the day:
Cooler shot:
It was a beautiful day to be out and I was pleasantly surprised at the number and size of fish I caught.
It was a beautiful day, bright sunshine with Bluebird skies and a high of 85*F.
I didn't have my hopes set too high on catching many fish because of the clear skies and warm temps, but the power company generation schedule said they were going to pull water with 2 units and I knew that might help a little.
Water temp was 79*F when I arrived at 10:30 am (generation start up was 10:00) and there was a southwest breeze of about 5 mph.
The parking lot was half full at the ramp and there were a few boats in the area, but everybody was fishing.
The bite was slow to start out but picked up a little after 2:00.
I watched an older guy (older than me) on the other side of the creek and he was fishin' hard and not catching anything. He had his marker buoy out and casting to it and working his jig meticously while fighting the variable breeze with his trolling motor, I kinda felt sorry for the poor guy because he was working so hard.
I was trolling back and forth over my hidden underwater point, just by looking at the shore line you'd never know it was there until you ride over it in the boat and see it on the sonar. I was catching the occasional fish at the 8-10' depth on the point as it sloped up from the 16' surrounding depth.
Jig color was important, they only wanted the yellow and white combo called Acid Rain, I pulled some other colors and got 2 fish on the green and yellow Lemon Lime, but the Acid rain was the ticket. Trolling speed was slow at .7-.9 mph, they wouldn't hit anything faster than that.
After about 3 hrs. that guy that had been fishing the other side of the creek had had enough and was idiling back out (very considerate) and passed by me just as I was reeling in a nice size Crappie. I heard a rather emphatic "Hurmff!" and turned to look at him and smiled, he turned his head quickly and continued on his way. I know he was thinking how in the heck was I catching fish in the bright sunshine in what looked like open water when he couldn't catch any in the shade around structure. If he had stopped to talk I'd have told him what I was doing and how I was doing it, but I guess he wasn't in that good of a mood.
I didn't see anybody else catch any fish, but most were Bass fishing.
When I quit at 4:00 pm I had 15 Crappie in the livewell with none under 10", I also caught 2 chunky Spotted bass about 2 lbs. each, 2 dink Spots, and a 16" Striped Bass (all released when caught).
Now for the fish porn:
The livewell:
The 2 best of the day:
Cooler shot:
It was a beautiful day to be out and I was pleasantly surprised at the number and size of fish I caught.
