Myself and steph got out on the water today along with a friend and managed some nice bass in some crazy winds. To start the day out I caught my first frog fish in a flooded area between and island and the shore. We would later wade through this area to fish our most productive spot of the trip. This spot produced a smallie that was probably around 2 lbs maybe more.
Post by stephisher on May 15, 2008 23:11:50 GMT -5
One Windy Day: DAY ONE
We begin this journey at Matt's house. He was showing off his frogging 'skills' and got his frog caugth in a tree.
We then make it to the quarry. The boys got a couple largemouth close to shore with spinnerbaits. I had nothing. Our buddy's spinnerbait got bit off by a pike. I know this quarry like the back of my hand; we had to move. See, the money spot is on the edge of this peninsula, except the 'peninsula' is currently an island, flooded with almost 3 feet of water. Of course we crossed.
I get two decent largemouth on a black plastic worm and a brown jig off the point. Woo! The whole time on the island we had to dodge a goose on its nest. Then my line got bit off by another pike. Then Matt got the one and only smallie of the day!
Then we just got a few more decent fish. We even had double fish time.
Post by stephisher on May 15, 2008 23:25:54 GMT -5
One Windy Day: DAY TWO
The weather was nicer on Wednesday so we decided to go back. A bunch of our buddies ended up coming out, so in total there were six of us. I got there first and fished for about 45 minutes by myself, catching two largemouth. The rest of the guys showed up and started catching bass and pike. I crossed to the island by myself and got a couple of bass on green pumpkinseed jigs.
Now it was go-time. We trekked through the tick-ridden brush and got to a point where the water got really deep really fast, guessing 30+ feet. Immediately I saw a smallie in about 1 foot of water, right near the shore. I pitched it a jig a few feet ahead of the direction it was heading and BAM! It smoked my jig. Cheers to sight-fishing smallies! What a rush. Right when I jumped into the water to land the fish, Matt got a smallie right next to me! DOUBLE SMALLMOUTH~
Ok so then we just kept getting smallies.
Our buddy Steve was throwing some kind of brown/orange spinnerbait and he set the hook on a fish. As he was reeling in, he goes, "What the [heck] IS this?!?!" Pulls out a gigantic crappie. Like, huge.
I ended the day with an impressively angry smallmouth.
The boys kept fishing for a while and got a few pike and more smallies and largemouth. Matt can fill in.
I continued to hammer smallies and largemouth throwing along a drop of a gravel bar that extends a ways into the lake all on a green pumpkin jig with gulp wicked wing trailer. As the fishing off this gravel bar died we switched it up some and started dropshotting into the deep stuff. I started off with a poor boy goby and managed a little pike and a 3.5 largemouth on that before switching over to a gulp shakey head since it was producing better for my friend. We continued catching a mix of bass and pike until we left with a couple more 3 lb fish brought it.