If it hadn't been for the small pickerel that hit my crankbait about a half-hour after I started this morning, I would have absolutely nothing to talk about, 'cause the only bass I hooked up with made one leap and spit my chatterbait back at me to earn his freedom.
Meanwhile, Skip came up empty-handed again today.
The considerably lighter wind was a welcome change from yesterday. At least, we were able to recover our boats a lot more easily.
The water temp went from 45 when I launched this morning to the mid-50s when I quit about 2:30, which was even higher than yesterday. The air temperature felt like it warmed up until about mid-morning, then started falling a little. I had removed a couple layers already by 10 o'clock but started putting them back on shortly thereafter, and Skip mentioned that he, too, had felt the same thing. By the time I started cleaning up the boat this afternoon, it had warmed up enough again that I went all the way down to my shirt sleeves.
From the looks of the weather forecast for the next few days, Skip and I are thinking we'll probably be landlubbers until sometime next week. That's OK, 'cause I have a couple other things I need to get done.
Ron said he headed north toward Dozier Bridge and Princess Anne Road--a trip that had him swatting away some early-season mosquitoes. Alternating between an XTS floating minnow and a small white beetlespin, he finally caught the wee sunfish in the accompanying photo on the XTS minnow.
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