FirstLight
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FirstLight, Chickamauga, Brownfish & Greenfish, CFF #7, 3rd Place, (5/26/2018), Calder Martin
The day started out on a sour note. Ran to our first spot and there was not a boat in site. I was surprised because we were boat 16. We settle the boat down, drop the trolling motor, start casting confident about getting a good start to the tournament. We are throwing at a dock. Here comes some squirrel running hard; and he runs between us and the dock. He had deeper water behind us; but ran between us and the dock. I’m not 100% sure who it was; but it was very,very poor boatmanship. We watched him run out of site towards the dam. He didn’t save anytime running backwater. Stay in the damn river channel. We caught no fish at our first stop because of that nonsense.
We ran some docks on down the way and picked up 2 small keeps. A spot and a LM throwing t-rig plastics. Move to an offshore spot we have been messing with the last couple years, sometimes it’s great, other times it’s not. We caught about 10 but only 1 keep. So at least we have a limit. Go to a channel bank and start throwing a jig. Catch 1 that culls the little spot. Then, Calder sets the hook in 15 FOW and the fish comes up and shoots straight out of the water. Works her to the boat, I net her, and the hook falls out, good fortune. She was around 5. Next stop is down by the dam. Run down there and there’s a boat in and around where I want to fish. Let ‘em have it. Fish the rip rap near the intake and catch the 3+ pound SM on a Sammy, which was cool. So our bags getting better. We start working our way back up river fishing main lake points on the green buoy side. Catch about a 3 pound fatty and cull the 2 pounder. It’s getting up in the day and we make a decision to hit one of our wintertime spots and it was loaded with fish. But no helpers. Mostly small fish. We started marking some fish under us, so I back off, and throw my jig in there. Tap, set, pressure, 4 pounder. It’s 1 o’clock and we are trying to cull a 3+ pound Brownfish; I’m kind of glad it never came to that, I didn’t want to throw that SM back. We ran one more bank and caught a nice LM, but no help.
We honestly caught fish at every stop. They were eating good man.
Congrats to all that finished in the $. And thanks to the committee....
The day started out on a sour note. Ran to our first spot and there was not a boat in site. I was surprised because we were boat 16. We settle the boat down, drop the trolling motor, start casting confident about getting a good start to the tournament. We are throwing at a dock. Here comes some squirrel running hard; and he runs between us and the dock. He had deeper water behind us; but ran between us and the dock. I’m not 100% sure who it was; but it was very,very poor boatmanship. We watched him run out of site towards the dam. He didn’t save anytime running backwater. Stay in the damn river channel. We caught no fish at our first stop because of that nonsense.
We ran some docks on down the way and picked up 2 small keeps. A spot and a LM throwing t-rig plastics. Move to an offshore spot we have been messing with the last couple years, sometimes it’s great, other times it’s not. We caught about 10 but only 1 keep. So at least we have a limit. Go to a channel bank and start throwing a jig. Catch 1 that culls the little spot. Then, Calder sets the hook in 15 FOW and the fish comes up and shoots straight out of the water. Works her to the boat, I net her, and the hook falls out, good fortune. She was around 5. Next stop is down by the dam. Run down there and there’s a boat in and around where I want to fish. Let ‘em have it. Fish the rip rap near the intake and catch the 3+ pound SM on a Sammy, which was cool. So our bags getting better. We start working our way back up river fishing main lake points on the green buoy side. Catch about a 3 pound fatty and cull the 2 pounder. It’s getting up in the day and we make a decision to hit one of our wintertime spots and it was loaded with fish. But no helpers. Mostly small fish. We started marking some fish under us, so I back off, and throw my jig in there. Tap, set, pressure, 4 pounder. It’s 1 o’clock and we are trying to cull a 3+ pound Brownfish; I’m kind of glad it never came to that, I didn’t want to throw that SM back. We ran one more bank and caught a nice LM, but no help.
We honestly caught fish at every stop. They were eating good man.
Congrats to all that finished in the $. And thanks to the committee....
