Wayne and I waited a bit longer than usual this morning to head to West Neck Creek Marina because of the lightning and thunder that was popping at our normal departure time. And I'll admit that the first couple of hours on the water had all the elements of what happened to us this past Tuesday.
That all changed, though...and very suddenly. In a span of about 30 minutes, we proceeded to catch seven bass...all keepers...and all on the same bait. But then, just as quickly as it had come, the bite went away, never to return for the remainder of our day. Wayne managed to pick up a couple more small, straggler bass, and I caught a small white perch, but that was the extent of our outing.
We heard a few rumbles of thunder during our time on the water, and the clouds appeared to threaten at intervals, but the only time we felt any sprinkles was when we had decided to run back to West Neck. A few drops of rain hit us just as we got underway, but it was gone in no time.
The only company we had today was a couple of kayakers, and they appeared just to be out sightseeing. Never saw another fisherman, and there was only one other trailer besides ours in the parking lot when we returned.
No comments:
Post a Comment