It was the sort of day that makes you want to be outside, but it was also the kind of day that the old timers say, "they're not going to come easy." Fair enough, but what half decent father would ever refuse to take his little girl fishing. Drew wants a bass, and it's music to my ears. If I don't take them fishing then they'll sit in front of the tv or play video games to fill their afternoon, and this is also a good reason to pay a visit to Bass Pro Shops. I will need to prepare for some large mouths of the hard earned variety.
When its "blue bird" skies like it was on March 8th then I like to have variety, especially when I'm stepping into the unfamiliar. This will be water I have not fished before, and I will have two little girls with minimal attention spans. So, like I always say when it's tough, go small, go light line if the water is clear, and have plenty of natural colors.
Well the natural colors didn't perform so well this day and I got zero on the craws, frogs or larger worms. So I rigged an ultralight with my go to white rooster tail with the hammered blade and set Drew up with a smaller worm in a plum color. She was the first to hook up and then rubbed it in with one more, before I even got my first bite. I hooked a couple of bass that day, but nothing I really want to dwell on. It was way more fun watching my youngest finally enter the ranks of bass fisherman with me and her older sister. Lily has taken some whoppers, and Drew always preferred to go for the Blue Gills and the Catfish before. There were a couple of lakes back here in the Avalon park area that I would like to explore some more. Next time I think I'll tie on a dropshot though; this has become one of other favorite go to's when the bite isn't easy. Good luck, and God Bless.