A couple weeks ago, I watched a fella in a bass boat work this area all day long, which, I feel, is a pretty good indication that he was catching fish, or he would have found some place else to go. I made a mental note at the time to check the spot out for myself, and I'm glad I did. A couple more stops there should tell me whether to make it part of our Classic plan.
From here, I ran a little farther south to reacquaint myself with a stretch I haven't fished for probably 10 or more years. I picked up another fish here, so I intend to check it out a couple more times, too.
My third stop proved to be a dud today, but I may give it another look, as well, before I rule it out, 'cause I like what it has to offer.
My fourth and final stop for the day yielded six more bass, giving me a total of eight for the six-and-a-half hours I was on the water. I also picked up a white perch here and had a decent-sized striper snatch my bait and begin a run by my boat that was cut short when the hook tore out. He wouldn't have gone more than 3 or 4 lbs. but still was taking drag.
Overall, I'm satisfied with this first pre-Classic trip but won't be making any hard, fast decisions until I've checked out everything on my list.
My trip to West Neck this morning started on a hazardous note. I got behind a guy towing a Tracker aluminum rig with absolutely no lights on his trailer. Eventually, he turned off, and I never saw him again... until I was motoring away from the launch ramp. I glanced up to see him rounding the corner, getting ready to launch, so I made it a point to get as far away from him as quickly as possible. His vehicle thankfully was gone when I came back in this afternoon.
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