Thursday and Friday this week saw me getting a few hits but closing the deal on nothing. My little brother took six bass the other day on a spinner bait, while me, Rich and Brian went home empty handed. Today I watched him catch panfish on a Rooster Tail and I tied one on a light rod but I held to a shaky most the way out on Econ today. It was hard to stand my ground with this as I watched him catch some very nice pan fish, but it was slow, even for him today, so I kept throwing the shaky.
Rooster tails are awesome though, and there are a few places where I'd even throw them in a tournament. These bluegill and red bellies are begging for the grease and a pot of grits. I like white spinner baits out here and in John's Lake, but the red with copper blade was also good. You can kind of play it by the water clarity, but one of my favorites, especially when there are green bait fish like inland silversides, is a "frog bleeding". There were places in the mountains though that I caught more on yellow or a Mepps with a simple buck tail and silver blade.
I love fishing creeks and rivers, and it is truly a reset around every corner. There is the chance that you will find a better spot, a group of crappie, some slow water holding redbellies, or tie in to a beast on topwater. I love it, the exercise, beauty and diversity, it is a loaded experience.
Well, this was the size of my shaky head bass, and I have been told more than once that this is the size of the bass in here, that there are no "big bass" in the Econ, but I have caught them in the 3 to 7 range in here which is a good fish to me. If you can sneeze at a 7 pounder then I would love to fish your lakes with you sometime. These are wonderful fish in here and full of fight. The larger fish was taken on topwater, and I was mad because I couldn't find any of my Arbogast Hula poppers, so after my shaky head broke off in some dead fall, I tied on a tiny Torpedo. I had an immense boil behind it that did not materialize into a fish, and then the same thing a few hundred yards down. This time I am yelling to my brother, "did you see that boil", and then boom! I thought the fish had decided to pass on it, but now it was coming clear out of the water with it, and oh what a fighter. These guys dig deep, use the current and wrap you in every log they can find on the bottom. What an awesome day, I am so glad we came out here! I started the weekend off the hard way, and except for the handful of fish I caught behind the house, it was looking bleak, but here we were with a lot of river bends and plenty of resets.
Forty years old and still in awe of the outdoors.