I finally talked Frank into taking me fishing and the destination was my pick so I suggested we go up to Harrison Bay State Park. After negotiating the legions of folks there, we were on the water by 7:30.
It was going to be a spectacular day. I was going to get one of these big lake fish you guys are always posting about. I had 30 dollars in new lures, and another 20 dollars in new line, heck I even bought a fishing license.
So as the story goes, we went from spot to spot. Sometimes we used our electronics. Sometimes we junk fished. We did this for a time, a short time actually, and I caught a 3 lb large mouth on "the rig" .. you know the one. The one you are all throwing. The one that has changed your lives. We decided to head up to the nuke plant, where I then lost "the rig." Such is life. That was my first, but not my last rig experience.
At any rate, we tried a myriad of different baits, and places. We fished deep. We fished shallow. We fished deep breaks into shallow. We fished mid grade. We fished it all. We never could put anything together. The boat pressure on the lake was crazy.
Finally, it happened. We caught a pig that I couldn't beleive. It was the biggest one I have ever seen. It came with a set of blue lights on top of it. You see, as we were in search of the elusive 12 pound bass, we noted some TWRA fellas off to the side of us. We looked at them, and we waved. They waved back. Then we looked forward, and realized we were hauling ass through a no wake zone. Anywho, they pulled us over, and cited us. Kind of amusing since we were rubbernecking them and thats what caused the oversight.
This ends this tale of woe. It was a crap day on the lake, but the next day would be better.
It was going to be a spectacular day. I was going to get one of these big lake fish you guys are always posting about. I had 30 dollars in new lures, and another 20 dollars in new line, heck I even bought a fishing license.
So as the story goes, we went from spot to spot. Sometimes we used our electronics. Sometimes we junk fished. We did this for a time, a short time actually, and I caught a 3 lb large mouth on "the rig" .. you know the one. The one you are all throwing. The one that has changed your lives. We decided to head up to the nuke plant, where I then lost "the rig." Such is life. That was my first, but not my last rig experience.
At any rate, we tried a myriad of different baits, and places. We fished deep. We fished shallow. We fished deep breaks into shallow. We fished mid grade. We fished it all. We never could put anything together. The boat pressure on the lake was crazy.
Finally, it happened. We caught a pig that I couldn't beleive. It was the biggest one I have ever seen. It came with a set of blue lights on top of it. You see, as we were in search of the elusive 12 pound bass, we noted some TWRA fellas off to the side of us. We looked at them, and we waved. They waved back. Then we looked forward, and realized we were hauling ass through a no wake zone. Anywho, they pulled us over, and cited us. Kind of amusing since we were rubbernecking them and thats what caused the oversight.
This ends this tale of woe. It was a crap day on the lake, but the next day would be better.
