Ah, yes, the stupid fishing stunt.
Pulled more than a few of these over the years including last year’s mosquito infested walk. But, as noted in yesterday’s posting, time has passed and Cabin Fever has me fired up to try another hare-brained idea to land some bass.
The targets for this adventure are a pair of lakes that lie well off the beaten path at some public walk-in strip mine ground. My last casts into these waters was over ten years ago when I landed two dozen bass in two and a half hours in September 2006. Quantity was an upside but quality left something to be desired with the best just over a pound and a half. Another downside was access as the 2006 trip found me crawling on all fours through a tangle of brush with several fishing poles and too much tackle while trying to find a suitable spot to cross a substantial patch of swamp and return to my truck in the impending darkness.
Yet, I always suspected that there had to be some better fish in these out of the way and unpressured spots. It was just a matter of willingness to put forth a return effort into the somewhat “unknown” as opposed to sticking with tried, true and easier to access fishing holes.
Fast forward to a report I received last year from a fellow fishing fool which confirmed some quality fish and the wheels started turning.
So, I’ve resolved to go for it, better now than never. I ain’t old but I also ain’t getting no younger so I figure that I’ll tackle it now while my mind and body are in agreement on completing such a task. Here’s hoping that the commitment will also push me towards another more typical resolution of getting back in shape. Talk to you later. Troy