The morning's fish hit a French fry, while the evening's catch fell for a worm. The a.m. water temperature was 82, compared to 84 in the p.m.
The good evening bite came on a falling water level, which Jim believes was the reason the fish really were inhaling the worm. "Kept me busy patching two of them back together," he said.
Just like most folks around the Hampton Roads area, Jim spent the day Thursday watching raindrops hit the windows of his rented quarters off and on--more on than off.
Today's trip back out onto the lake lasted four hours and yielded a total of five fish. Jim estimated that four of them would have gone about a pound apiece, and one tipped the scales at 1-6. All were caught on the same worm that treated him so well Wednesday evening.
The nip in the morning air admittedly had Jim wishing he had pulled on some long britches before he hit the water today. Instead, though, he grabbed the top to his rain gear and made do.
"All in all, I can't say these two weeks of fishing Lake Gaston were anything to crow about," said Jim, "but the weather was pretty darned good. And having only been on the water one time prior to getting here, it was a good way to get back in the saddle from the winter blues."
At the conclusion of today's four hours of fishing, Jim pulled his boat out of the water, cleaned it up, and started getting ready to head home tomorrow. "Should be seeing you soon" is how he concluded his email to me.
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