Wind was at about NNE 15mph; it was brisk but not unmanageable. Every once in a while, the wind would die down and my black jacket would warm up nicely. Geese and ducks were thick in certain parts of the lake.
First fly I tied on was a Meat Whistle, gifted by an acquaintance from BNI:
I'm very excited to try this when it warms up. It is a very good leech. I fished along familiar, submerged timber. Nothing. Fished rocky shallows. Nothing. Moved down further. Nothing.
You get the picture.
Chatted with a worm-drowner (I am one, too, so I can call him that) who told me about spots further down. Followed him, looked around. Cast a few times. Nothing.
More the of the same picture.
On the way back to the car, the gentleman had a bucket half-full of bluegills and hybrids, so I know they are awake. Skunked on the first time out, but hey... it was fun.
Hey Tony. I've found that this early in the year, it's best to drown worms (or maybe Power Bait) rather that trying to entice them with flies. Any sign of Bob the dog yet?
ReplyDeleteMark! I'm sorry about not informing you sooner... forgot we haven't connected on Facebook, and I totally spaced a blog post. I will do one here shortly. He's here and is a great fit for the family!
DeletePlease refrain from showing pictures of "super secret". I beg you, you are killing this spot one post at a time. If you really like this place then you will stop advertising it. Also please delete my comments to stop from attracting more attention. Fisherman in this state will devastate a small lake like this in a short period of time.
ReplyDeleteHello there! I have taken mention of that spot out of this post, including pictures. I have also searched for past mentions of that spot and have removed descriptive pictures and mentions of it from them as well. Thank you for your post.
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