Saturday night, Mack and I wrung our hands debating on our Sunday fishing excursion location, as we usually do. We settled on a familiar local flow that was running a little high. I was excited because I've never floated this entire section. We were set to meet at the get out around 6 am to shuttle cars.
The blood red moon hung just over the horizon as we headed west. We launched around 7 am in stained swift water, both second guessing our decision and concerned it may be a tough day of fishing.
The early morning started with all the usual tactics (spinnerbait, rattletrap, lizard, swimbait, fluke, etc) and no bass to show. A few hours in, Mack anchored up near a deep hole and went for a few crappie with a small roadrunner. He caught one crappie and got broke off by a small bass.
We fished all morning with 2 small bass caught, mine was on a bettlespin with chartreuse curly tail, I think Mack's was on another roadrunner. We were banging the bank, checking every creek and eddy looking for the fish and were coming up short. I was starting to think I may not even get to pull out the camera!
Finally, after mid-day we found one small creek flowing clear with a nice pool just up from the creek mouth. I caught a small bass on a smoke gray colored grub with black pepper flake, and Mack hooked but lost another decent bass on a tiny rebel crank.
Mack was beginning to think a finesse minnow presentation may be the ticket, and I was paying attention.
On the opposite bank, there was a large shallow stillwater channel behind an island. As soon as we entered the channel, Mack picked up a few redbreast and lost yet another bass on his minnow. I promptly tied on my 2.5" Rebel Minnow. I managed 4 bass and 6 crappie in this short channel between the minnow and smoke grub, including a 4 lber. Mack wasn't quite so lucky ...
I had my heartbreak moment as well, seeing a 5-6 lber strike my minnow, get hooked, and just as quickly get unhooked.
We picked up a few more small fish on our way down to the get out. This float had the most whitewater I've seen this year and was a pretty good trip, except for the incessant upstream wind!
Mack had the answers, I just put them in action.
About Me
- Fish Whisperer
- Raleigh, NC
- Born in Richmond, Virginia, grew up in Kernersville, North Carolina, and now reside in Raleigh. I attribute most of my fishing prowess to my father, who took me fishing often as a child. We would regularly do float trips on the James River in Virginia, which is where I learned to love canoeing and river fishing. Unfortunately, my father has passed, but he lives on through my passion for chasing fish from my canoes. I intend to pass this love for fishing and the outdoors onto my children and can't wait to share these experiences with them. I currently have 4 canoes: Customized Old Town Guide 119, Customized Mohawk 16 Royalex, Coleman Scanoe, and 12' Indian River Solo.
1 comment:
Lesson learned. found out they wanted something small but my small cranks being short and fat were not near as good as the slim ones. I want leave them home next time!!
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