This year has been the first year have gone out and consistently caught fish instead of just being skunked. Sometimes its just one lucky fish I catch, sometimes it’s a big fish I catch and sometimes I have just had good days. And occasionally I still have bad days. Here are the tales of two bad days in a row.
So last tuesday I decided to get some crappie fishing out at my buddy Russell’s secret spot. I took Charles with me and we were ready for some fish.
We ended up getting there right at sundown because Charles had some errands to run and we had to pick up some minnows. My rods were set up to add minnows and cast and so I did.
Charles drew first blood with a nice little crappie that measured about 9 inches. I waited but bites were far and few between. My biggest mistake at this place is not having the net right next to me. I did have it at one point but then I moved down a few feet and since it was dark, it was hard to spot.
It wasn’t until it was dark that that I finally got a take down. The bobber didn’t move or bob, it just disappeared so I knew I had something big on the other end of my line. I set my hook and sure enough, something pulled right back and took off peeling line. I played the fish and told Charles to bring the net. At one point I got him to the top and I saw his massive back and beautiful markings. Sure enough he was a largemouth around 5-6 lbs, nice and fat. Charles had a difficult time finding the net so I continued to play the fish. When Charles finally got to my side, the fish shot in the opposite direction and back and then it was gone. I was left cussing like a fisherman! I apologized to Charles for my coarse language and when my adrenaline stopped pumping I threw another minnow on the hook and wished I would have caught that fish. What else can a fisherman do but replay the moment in his mind and vow to never lose one like that again. I ended up skunked that day.
Then the next day with the sour taste of losing a big one, I agreed to go salmon fishing with Sean. Since it has been a full year since I last mentioned Sean, I will say a little about him. Sean is a biologist and works with fish DNA. He is also a true salmon slayer. The guy is on the river every chance he gets during salmon season and regularly gets into some nice fish. He is up to 6 fish so far this season.
Sean is my salmon guy. He is always down to fish for salmon and is eager to see me get into my first king. Unfortunately this was not the trip. I ended up skunked but my desire to fish is bigger than ever.
So that’s the deal, two days of fishing and two skunks. Tomorrow is another day!
Total fish: 0