Bass are a predictable fish. Today was not the best type of weather for them. Cold fronts shut off a lot of predator fish, actually, but what bass fisherman call finesse tactics will work during this weather pattern. Fly fishing is as finesse as it gets. I chose to use smaller sized streamers on a sink tip line with a slow jig type retrieve. The first pond gave up a few crappies and pumpkinseeds, but the one bedded up pair I saw, a one pound male with a 5-6 pound female, was more interested in chasing gills' and crappies than eating my flies.
|Geese on the left, muskrat on the right.|
The next pond was nerve racking due to the monsters I saw yesterday. I don't usually get the shakes from black bass. I've been fishing for bass for 8 years now and even the biggest I've caught never gave me the shakes, but today I was a wreak. Every bump was a 12 pounder and every missed fish was a missed chance of a lifetime. I don't care that I was lying to myself, and I don't care that the conditions were far from optimal. I new where the fish would be and it felt right. I got a few small bass and some snot rockets but the goliaths stayed hidden.