Sure, it's deer season and our house is a wreck.
But how many times will you have the ability to fish in December. In the mid 60s. With a light mist? Never, I'd say.
So, despite being broke and having a filthy house, we put in at the Triana Ramp. You can find it here: Now, here is a funny laugher for you, since I am supposed to be this smart rocket scientist and all....
There are two ramps. I always use the first one. But, I am always finding the pot hole at the bottom of the ramp! I mean...it's HUGE. Even when I try and miss it, I still hit it. This thing is so big, it makes putting the boat back on the trailer almost impossible. But, hey...it's no big deal...so I use it anyway....
Until one day, this old guy sitting on the dock finally walks up to me and says:
"Boy, can't you tell that ramp is broken?"
"Yeah, half the ramps is washed away. Why don't you use your brain and use the other ramp."
I had to admit. I hadn't thought of that. Some smart guy I am. Of course, I never claimed to be....
Anyway, after fighting with the big motor, I got it lit and idled out of the cove. Shut down the motor and we ate our hot Arby's sandwiches. Yum.
Catching white bass is a trip. It's particularly great for when you fish with your significant other or your children. Once you find them, you can catch them and catch them. Usually, on the end of a cast, if you DON'T catch one...you can just let the bait sit and they will eventually nab it. HAHA!
Well, we did that for about an hour and until we were almost bored with it. The motor fired up and I ran down river. I wanted to fish some hard placements, like Cotaco creek and the pumphouse. We stopped at the pumphouse first, alas, everything here was also out of water. Worse, I couldn't find any suspended fish anywhere NEAR it. So, I cranked the big motor. And cranked. And cranked. No luck.
Oh well. It was just flooded. So, we decided to let the current push us down the river just a bit to a set of bluffs. Many of you who read this blog know about how I am trying to learn new methods. I have received a few crash courses on catching spots, on bluffs, with jigs. Determined to give that a shot, I tied a jig on and went to town, throwing a Gambler Blue Grass Jog with Gambler trailer
With it being a school day, we had to get off the water early. Luckily, having learned my lesson on the motor, it fired right up.
We did stop and catch white bass some more, since I had my feelings hurt that she had caught such a nice fish!
I love spending time with my wife. I REALLY love fishing with her. She is getting good! Maybe TOO good.....
The good news is...Zach caught fish on...gasp...a spoon and a jig. Of all things!