Saturday, April 29, 2023

Bigger Turnout Than We've Had in Awhile


The moisture in the air this morning was nearly thick enough to cut with a knife, but that didn't stop 22 anglers in 13 boats from showing up for another tournament in the Dewey Mullins Memorial Series. These anglers brought a total of 58 bass to the scales, with a total weight of 120.39 pounds, and an average weight per fish of 2.07 pounds.

Claiming the day's top honors was the familiar duo of (from left) Don Carter and Rob Peppers. They weighed a five-fish first-place limit that tipped the scales at 15.06 pounds. They also took big-fish honors with a 5.49-pound bass, in addition to winning 70 percent of the side pot.




Finishing in second place today, also with a five-fish limit, was the team of (from left) J. P. Twohig and Bobby Moore. Their big fish weighed 4.24 pounds, and they further laid claim to 30 percent of the side pot.






In third place, again with a five-fish limit, was the team of (from left) Dennis Dean and Steve Bailey. Their big fish weighed 3.85 pounds.







And completing the list of winners, in fourth place, was the team of (from left) Wayne Hayes and Ken Testorff. They, too, had a five-fish limit, and their big fish weighed 3.72 pounds.






Here is the line-up for the remainder of participants:
     * Heath Parker, five-fish limit, total weight 10.86 pounds, no big fish.
     * The team of Gary Coderre and Alan Napier, five-fish limit, total weight 10.53 pounds, no big fish.
     * Mark Ingram, five-fish limit, total weight 10.31 pounds, 4.35-pound big bass.
     * Jim Calhoun, five-fish limit, total weight 9.32 pounds, no big fish.
     * The husband-wife team of Andy and Diana Morath, five-fish limit, total weight 9.15 pounds, no big fish.
     * The team of James Leavis and Ken Matthias, five-fish limit, total weight 8.28 pounds, no big fish.
     * Ryan Land, four fish, total weight 6.17 pounds, no big fish.
     * The team of Rob Chatham and Greg Jones, four fish, total weight 5.93 pounds, 2.52-pound big bass.
     * The team of Gabe Himmelwright and Fisher Bryan didn't weigh any fish.

Congratulations to all of today's winners and thanks to everyone who came out to participate. For planning purposes, our next Dewey Mullins Memorial Series tournament is next Sunday, May 7th. As usual, we will shove off at safe light. The tournament director will announce weigh-in time before we leave the boat basin. Hope you can make it.


One Last Cast

When you're fishing as a team, it doesn't matter who catches the fish. The goal simply is to put five fish in the boat. There's always a certain degree of coordination, as you would expect, but occasionally, things simply happen on the fly. Wayne and I had one of those moments today.

The situation began when I accidentally...but not infrequently...sent my spinnerbait over a small tree limb about 4 or 5 feet off the water. The bait then quickly fell straight down into the water, and as I started reeling it up, a fish tried to snatch it just as it broke the surface.

I knew Wayne was throwing a worm at the moment and asked him if he wanted to make a quick follow-up cast to the spot where the fish had showed itself. He immediately dropped his Senko in exactly the right spot, and the fish just as quickly grabbed it and took off.

Turned out that fish was our best one of the limit we weighed in this afternoon.

That's the beauty of having a partner in the boat, in addition to having someone with a net ready to scoop all the fish your partner catches, and last but not least, swap fishin' stories and collectively weigh strategies. As my partner always says, "It's all good." Indeed, it is.


Current Overall Statistics
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Friday, April 28, 2023

We All Know It: Post-Spawn Fishing Can Be Tough, And That's Putting It Mildly

As pointed out multiple times by DWR Virginia regional fisheries biologist Chad Boyce (right), "There is really not a single spawn that takes place in the spring. Bass will spawn generally throughout the summer, and it's not unusual at all to see fish on beds in June.

"However, individual bass do not spawn multiple times each year. Rather, there are fish that will wait and spawn after the main spawn takes place.

"Fish with bloody tails don't always signify spawning activity. It could mean they were on a substrate that was rough and caused abrasions on their tails. It's really hard to say for sure, but I often do see tails roughed up throughout the summer time," concluded Boyce.

Facts like these lead researchers to urge anglers who wet a line in the spring to understand they may often be fishing pre-spawn, bed fish, and post-spawn fish...all at the same time...which can make for some tough fishing conditions. That's why many experts suggest a variety of tactics for putting fish in the boat during this period.

Among their recommendations are to use reaction baits, such as bigger crankbaits (don't have to be tight-wobblers, either) and lipless crankbaits, which cover water quickly and can help eliminate unproductive areas. They also can help you pick up better fish--because when they do decide to eat, they are more likely to go after a better meal.

A swimbait also is a good reaction bait for post-spawn bass, especially those big females that have just moved off and are sitting on flats or small points. The experts advise against jerking when you feel a fish hit. Instead, they suggest just increasing your cranking speed and turning to the side with your rod...also good for cruisers you see in shallow water. You have a good chance of catching those fish when you're covering water. Another benefit of using a reaction bait is that accuracy is not as crucial as it is when targeting fish locked on beds.

A jerkbait is another good reaction bait to try, since shad are more active this time of year, and the bass chase them. You can fish these baits faster this time of year. A general rule of thumb is "the warmer the water, the smaller and faster the jerkbait." Mono or fluorocarbon line is recommended for use with these reaction baits.

Topwater baits, especially poppers, also are a good bet for post-spawn bass, since the males will be hanging around to protect the babies and won't hesitate to attack anything that threatens them. Another reason to use topwaters is that, while the big females likely will have moved out and suspended, they often will rise up and go after one of these baits, provided it's worked ever so s-l-o-o-o-w-l-y. If you see a fish following the bait but won't commit, make another cast with the same bait, or put a front runner about 18 inches in front of your topwater bait.

When setting the hook on a topwater bait, ignore those who would tell you to wait 'til you feel the fish, because you then run the risk of the fish swallowing the bait. Instead, set the hook as soon you think a fish has the bait.

Post-spawn fish are in recovery mode, so something like a finesse bait is easy for them to take. While a 6-inch plastic may have served you well during the spawn, the experts encourage you to downsize to a three- or four-inch plastic for the post-spawn. Then look for areas with 4 or 5 feet of water, with nearby access to greater depths, where they are likely to suspend.

A small shad-shaped worm or a little Senko will do the trick, especially in colors that look like bluegills or even bass fry. What you have to remember is that everything is in slow motion, so you have to tease them by dead-sticking or moving the bait very slowly. Use of light line (6- to 8-pound test) on a spinning rod with a fast tip will enhance your chances of catching fish.

Points are good places to start looking, but it's not unusual for these fish to set up on the sides of points, rather than on the tops, and usually a little ways out. Cast across the points a lot before moving on--from different angles and at a large range of depths. The fish can be all over a point in various stages of recuperation and transition.

Drag the bait very slowly with the rod, and watch the line. If it stops or goes slack, especially on the fall, pull up. The key is to discover how far out or how far into shore they are. Since they can be very far offshore post-spawn, rigging your bait on a dropshot, with a shorter leader (like 6 to 12 inches) can be a good idea. The same thing goes with a split-shot rig. Covering different depths and different angles is key, and don't neglect fishing uphill either. You may be able to sit up shallow on a good point and literally catch one fish after another by just fan-casting the point.

It's a well-established fact that post-spawn has a bad reputation as a super tough time to catch fish, but if you remember that the fish are spread out everywhere, in all different stages of the spawn, you can use a variety of tactics to find and catch them. Go with what you know usually works for you, and if that's not working, then try some of the techniques outlined here by the experts. You might be pleasantly surprised by the results.

Thursday, April 27, 2023

"Be Prepared": It's More Than a Motto for the Boy Scouts

A nearly-70-year-old fella and his fishing buddy had just returned from a day of fishing. The owner beached the boat, then headed for his trailer...but not before making a mistake. He thought about telling his buddy to stay with the boat but figured that might insult his friend, so he didn't say a thing.

It wasn't until he was backing the trailer down the ramp that he saw his buddy headed to his vehicle with some of his gear. Meanwhile, he also could see his boat was drifting away from the beach. Thankfully, there was no wind assisting the glide that was caused when his buddy stepped off the boat and ever so accidentally but gently pushed it away from shore.

The owner immediately stopped backing, got out of his vehicle, and quickly started removing his watch, cellphone, keys, wallet, glasses, shirt, and shoes. About the same time, his buddy offered to go for the swim. Aware that the buddy, however, wouldn't know how to run the boat, the owner thanked him for the offer but kept moving toward the water himself.

After swimming the 150 feet or so to the starboard side of the boat's stern, the owner grabbed the stern with his right hand, then got a good grip on the assembly where the steering cables hook up to the motor. He then found the cavitation plate with his foot and the trim/tilt switch with his finger, and voila, he was able to sprawl on the rear deck.

From there, he got up, started the motor, re-beached the boat, and finished backing the trailer into the water. Soon thereafter, he was headed home, none the worse for wear, thanks to the fact he often had considered what he would do if he ever found himself in the water and needed to get back aboard his boat.

As a result of this incident, the owner learned a couple of lessons. First, take nothing for granted. Give instructions, no matter how obvious they might seem. And secondly, plan ahead. Think about what you might do in various situations with what you have available to you.

This incident, as originally reported on a fishing forum, elicited the following response from another forum member and "seasoned" boater:

"I understand the importance of having a plan. I have fallen off my boat twice now...the last time while I was alone. I had an inflatable flotation device in the boat and planned to wear it but was waiting to get away from the dock first.

"I quickly made the decision to lose the combo I had in my hand. The wind was blowing just enough that, by the time I reached the boat, I had only enough energy to hang on until the wind blew me and the boat to shore. It was a very frightening experience. I was lucky and hope to never find myself in that spot again."

This latter fella went on to explain that he had a dear friend who had drowned in a lake near where they both lived a little earlier in the year. As it turned out, this fella was in the hospital at the time, or he likely would have been with his friend.

This tragedy, which occurred on a windy day, involved a 43-year-old male, who was a great swimmer and as strong as a bull. He left a wife and three half-grown kids behind.

Being prepared is not something to take lightly.


Safety experts recommend that all boaters practice at least once a year how to get back on your boat from a fall overboard...preferably before the start of a new season. They also urge boaters to consider fitting their craft with a ladder that extends into the water.

Tuesday, April 25, 2023

Another Victim of the Carp - Gar Debacle

Heard from DMac today. He began his email with a kudos to "that young whipper snapper Ryan Land." He aptly took note of the fact that Ryan's "persistence pays off" is a very difficult concept to pass down to the younger folks. "Good on him for grinding it out!!!" said DMac.

He then let me know that his persistence croaked about 3 p.m. this past Sunday.

"I caught five fish on five different frogs," said DMac. "Nothing worth taking a selfie with. If I had had a bow and arrow, I coulda filled up a dump truck with d**n carp, not to mention the gar shadowing my boat all day. On the way home, my guts told me 'maybe I shoulda stayed another hour'...W-A-A-A-H!!!"

Surprisingly, I never detected even a hint of that kind of activity today in West Neck Creek. I have no doubt, though, that it's just a matter of time.

Keep your reports coming, DMac. Really appreciate them.

Even a Washed-Up Angler Like Me Occasionally Can Catch a Few Fish

Granted, I don't move as fast as I used to, my timing for hooksets often sucks, and I'm sure I present anything but a picture of coordination when I'm on the water with a rod in my hand, but I still get the job done...once in a while, that is. Today was one of those days. And best of all, I only burned a couple gallons of gas in doing so.

I didn't slay 'em, by any stretch of the imagination, but that's OK. I don't need a 15-pound bag to make me feel good. I'm perfectly content just seeing a bend in the rod once in a while, and I had that today.  I boated seven, all keepers, the biggest a 1-11. And the fact my best five would only have gone 5 or 6 pounds doesn't disturb me in the least.

I used two lures to get what I got, and unlike previous days this spring, the spinnerbait didn't account for a single one of them. Today, a topwater put my first fish in the boat, and a wake bait fooled the other six.

Of course, it's entirely possible that anyone who talks to Skip Schaible in the next few days likely is going to hear a story about how my best fish of the day actually had his name on it. We had met up along a stretch in West Neck and were talking at the time when Skip moved his boat outboard of mine. I took that opportunity to cut loose a cast toward some wood in the water near the shoreline, and don't you know that 1-11 hit my bait as soon as it splashed down.

Skip already was telling Mark Ingram, who happened by after we both had recovered our boats, that I had caught "his fish," so I feel sure others are bound to get a replay of that conversation. That's OK. Two friends with a collective age of 152 years know how to rib each other without taking anything personally. Both of us dispensed with pride a long time ago. Too bad the rest of the world can't do likewise. It likely would be a much friendlier place...possibly without so many trigger-happy people. 

Sunday, April 23, 2023

Ryan Appears To Have 'Em Dialed In


A large part of his fishing day was beset with the annual, annoying antics of...yep, you guessed it...carp and gar. They literally were everywhere, doing all that loud thrashing and crashing. Makes it all that much harder for a dedicated bassin' man to even remember why he went to the water in the first place, much less concentrate on what he's supposed to be doing.

That commotion, however, wasn't enough to deter Ryan Land from his self-appointed job of catching some bass. Just like the nation's postal carriers everywhere, he's dedicated to completing the mission, regardless of what it takes.


That personal drive stayed with him throughout the day, and it paid off handsomely, with only two hours left in the fishing day. He found his way into a canal where the bass were "turned on" and quickly made up for all the earlier lost time. His fortunes began with landing one weighing 3.73, followed by one that went 3.45 on his scales. Then came a 2.50, a 1.88, and a 1.91, for a bag that tipped the scales at 13.47 lbs. He also caught five others, none of which were under 12 inches.

This much can be said of Ryan's day on the water: Persistence does have its rewards. In his own words, "A terrible day was turned wonderful."

Friday, April 21, 2023

Got a Feeling I'd Better Grab an Ibuprofen Before I Hit the Sack...


Otherwise, my arm likely will keep me awake most of the night.

With the weather folks talkin' 'bout some stormin' coming through our area this weekend, I decided to drag my carcass out of bed early this morning and head to West Neck Marina. I wasn't looking for a banner day, and it's a good thing.

Ran across Dave Anderson this morning while trying to find some of those green fish, and he told me that he had caught two at that point in the day...the biggest running about 4 lbs. He was gone by the time I returned to the dock about 2:45, so I don't know his final count. UPDATE: Dave ended the day with a total of 7 bass.

I threw plastic, crankbait, topwater and a spinnerbait throughout my day and only managed two fish overall: a 2-6 about 9 o'clock this morning and a 1-4 just moments before I threw in the towel this afternoon. In between those times, I had a couple blowups on my spinnerbait with no connection, and I witnessed one fish just following along behind my spinnerbait without making any effort to nab it. This is my second outing in a row that I've had that happen.

Incidentally, I need to thank Skip Schaible for pulling me out of the water this afternoon. It's always nice to have a helping hand, especially at the end of a fishing day.

With any luck, I will get at least one more day on the water before our next tournament on Saturday, April 29. Doubt that it will actually prove helpful to the tournament cause, but at least I have to try. First, though, I have to dump a few gallons of gas in the tank. 

Thursday, April 20, 2023

4 More Open Tournaments Added to This Year's Schedule


A phone call from Wayne a bit earlier revealed that he has added four more open tourneys to the 2023 schedule. They are as follows:

Sunday, May 21
Saturday, June 17
Saturday, July 15
Sunday, July 30

As was the case with the first open, entry fee will be $80 per boat (regardless if fishing solo or with a partner), plus $20 per boat if you choose to get in the side pot. Everything else will be as outlined in the Dewey Tournament Series rules.

The TD aims to start these opens at safe light, with weigh-in at 2:30 p.m.

Sunday, April 16, 2023

A Strange Day in Back Bay


That's how Ryan Land described his kayak fishing trip today. He started out by finding a handful of dinks. Then, one of his spots was overloaded with white perch, so he tied on a beetlespin and proceeded to catch a bunch of them, opting to keep a few of the better ones for table fare.


From there, he moved to another one of his spots that was overrun with gar. He subsequently tied on a topwater and caught one of those toothy critters, as well as a yellow perch. A shallow crank also produced a pickerel and a 1.75-pound bass.

As he opined, "That still left much to be desired."

Let's face it, folks: Pot luck rarely satisfies anyone's cravings.

Saturday, April 15, 2023

West Neck Marina Open Tournament Held Today


The muddy, dirty water from this past Thursday was pretty much history when the 10 anglers in six boats launched out of West Neck early this morning. These fellas weighed a total of 22 bass, with an accumulative total weight of 53.68 lbs. for an average weight per fish of 2.44 lbs.

There were only two winners today, starting with Rob Peppers, who had a limit of five fish, weighing 16.49 lbs. He ended up taking 1st place, the side pot, and big fish. He actually had two big fish: a 5.77-pounder and a 4.70 pounder, as documented in the photo at left by Skip Schaible.

Finishing in second place was the team of (below, from left) Dennis Dean and Steve Bailey, who also had a limit. Their bag weighed 14.33 lbs., anchored by a big fish weighing 5.10 lbs.

The other competitors finished as follows: 

     * The team of Gary Coderre and Dave Anderson had a limit weighing 11.45 lbs., with a 4.12-lb. big fish.
     * The team of Gabe Himmelwright and Fisher Bryan had four bass weighing 7.30 lbs., with no big fish.
     * The team of Wayne Hayes and Ken Testorff had three bass weighing 4.11 lbs., with no big fish.
    * Andy Morath fished solo and chose to dump his fish, rather than weigh them.

Most anglers were heard to say they caught all their fish early this morning, and when the bite shut down, it pretty much stayed that way until weigh-in time at 2:30 p.m.

Tournament director Wayne Hayes indicated he probably will host another one of these open tournaments during the month of May, so if you're interested, stay tuned to this blog for details and/or keep an eye on your email. Thanks to all those who came out today for the fishing and camaraderie alike.

Incidentally, our next tournament in the Dewey Mullins Memorial Bass Tourney Series is set for Saturday, April 29. Hope to see you there.

Friday, April 14, 2023

Most...But Not All...Anglers Are Tight-Lipped About Their Secrets


Nearly every angler has a fishing secret or two that he/she will not divulge. It doesn't matter if we're talking about secret spots, secret techniques, or secret baits; it's usually easier to find a needle in a haystack. Occasionally, though, someone breaks that mold and will share a helpful tip or two. As it were, four Louisiana bass anglers willingly told local scribe Chris Ginn some things they do "just a little bit differently" to catch fish.

According to that Louisiana Sportsman reporter, some of their ideas were eye-popping, while others were of the "why didn't I think of that" variety.

Dennis Tietje has an off-the-wall trick that he does with rigging a NetBait 9-inch Super T-Mac straight-tail worm. He inserts a Lunker City Herb Reed Weight into the tail of the worm so that it will back up.

"Rig it like you would a regular Texas-rigged worm, but don't add a weight to your line," said Tietje. Then take an insert weight and stick it into the tail...from the front, though, so that it will stay in place.

"Postspawn is prime time for fishing a tail-weighted straight-tail worm because, during this period, bass are notorious for running intruders out of a bed without ever biting. They'll charge a lure but stay behind it the whole time." 

When Tietje drops his rod tip, his tail-weighted worm swims right back in the fish's face.

"He can't help but eat it then," said Tietje. "He's either got to eat it, or get out of its way," adding that "this worm is just as effective in deep water as it is shallow. I really like throwing it around the corners of a deep bed of hydrilla, but it also will work on bare points and in brush piles."

Kenny Covington is one of those anglers who often throws a damper on local contests. His consistency in catching bass and his ability to read water match up with that of any angler.

Covington told the reporter that one of the secrets to his success lies in doing something he calls power fishing finesse baits. In short, it means fishing small baits with regular casting tackle.

"My big--or should say little--three are a Norman Tiny N crankbait, which they also call a crappie crankbait; a Strike King Bitsy Buyg; and a 1/8-ounce Stanley spinnerbait," he said. "With those three baits, I can catch fish anywhere, but they really shine in river systems and lakes where a 13-pound five-fish limit is considered a good bag."

While it's not much of a revelation that a bass angler fishes a small bait, Covington said it's a little different that he fishes these offerings with casting rods and reels with line up to 20-pound test. He believes these finesse baits work just as well on 15-pound-test P-Line as they do on 8-pound-test line.

"And those small baits catch some big bass, too," he added. "I can't tell you how many big-bass pots I've won on that Bitsy Bug.

"I doctor up the Tiny N by adding a No. 6 treble hook to the belly and a No. 4 on the back. It doesn't take away any action, but it helps hold those bigger bass better."

Although Covington says he can take these three tiny baits to any water and catch fish, he feels most at home with them when that water has boat docks that get pounded by big jigs, worms and spinnerbaits all day long. He can come behind other anglers and skip these small baits around those same docks and catch bass those before him left behind.

Veteran of the pro bass wars Homer Humphries has been fishing long enough to know exactly what he's going to do when he's fishing in a crowd. He cited a Bassmaster Central Open tournament he once fished where he and the other competitors had a window of an hour and a half to catch fish on a jerkbait in the coves.

"After that, you might catch one more the rest of the day, or you might not," he said.

It was a small lake, and every cove and creek had four to eight boats coming through at any one time all day long.

"Not only was the fishing pressure rough, but we were dealing with front after front coming through," he noted.

In those conditions, Humphreys relied on his bread-and-butter technique: Carolina-rigging.

"That may not sound very exciting," he said, "but fishing on the business end of a Carolina rig should make you sit up and take notice.

"I found the mouth of one cove was maybe 30 feet wide," he recalled. "I could tell on my Humminbird Side Imaging that one side of this little mouth had a swag in it like a slough. I started fishing a 6-inch lizard on my Carolina rig, but I only got a couple of pecks. That's when I switched to a 5-inch solid black lizard."

Humphreys had learned about the magic of a 5-inch lizard from a fella at Toledo Bend.

"All he ever seemed to throw was a black Mister Twister lizard," explained Humphries, "and he told me that all he ever saw around the lake were black lizards.

"You look in 100 people's boxes, and you won't find one solid black lizard," Humphreys insisted. "You'll find black/blue and black/red flake, but you won't find solid black. It's such a natural-looking color, and it's something the fish just don't see. I use the 5-inch size not because it's an inch shorter, but because it's shorter and presents a smaller overall profile."

The final Louisiana angler with an oddball tip is Chris Burnham. For several years, his rule of thumb has been to go the opposite direction of everybody who downsizes their lures and fishes them slowly during high-pressure conditions.

"When everybody says to go small and slow down, I go big and fish slow," he said. "And just by going big, I'm doing something different than everybody else on the water. When everybody's grabbing a shaky head or a Bitsy Bug, I reach for a 7-inch Zoom Super Magnum Fluke."

Although the bigger fluke is only two inches longer than a regular Super Fluke, Burnham says his version is a giant hunk of plastic that's almost the same girth of a Coke can. He hated to expose his secret, but he knew he couldn't keep it under his hat forever.

"I can take that Magnum Fluke and go fish the same areas (working it like a Senko) where everybody else is throwing a shaky head," said Burnham. "During the summer, I twitch it near the surface, but during the spring, I let it fall to the bottom, then lift my rod tip up 90 degrees toward the sky."

He continues to lift and drop his big fluke all the way back to the boat..."with the same action as what your daddy taught you to do when you first learned how to fish a plastic worm," he continued. And although a twitching retrieve may work better during the summer, he fishes it more like dead-sticking during the spring.

"I fish it all year long and catch more fish on it than any other bait.

"The key to getting the best action out of the big fluke is to rig it on an extra-wide-gap heavy wire hook tied to 25-pound-test fluorocarbon line, using a really stiff rod. I've tried it on braid, but the 25-pound fluorocarbon sinks just right for this bait."

Unlike the reporter who did these interviews, you haven't had the pleasure of watching the anglers mentioned here catching bass after bass while everyone else around them just beat up the water. If you doubt their veracity, you're encouraged to try their out-of-the-ordinary techniques the next time you go fishing.

Thursday, April 13, 2023

The Storyline Today Was Muddy/Dirty Water


Wayne, Skip and yours truly executed our plan to launch our boats this morning and try to find a few fish. However, we never could have imagined all the off-colored water we found, which may or may not have had anything to do with the fact the fishing left a lot to be desired.

After looking in several different spots but finding no decent-colored water, we all ended up fishing West Neck, because the water there was the best of all. Skip reported only one bite today. Meanwhile, Wayne found two or three white perch on a spinnerbait. And I went from 7 a.m. to 1:20 p.m. before I finally managed to put a fish in the boat. He checked in at 3 lbs. 14 ozs. I was using a spinnerbait at the time. Also missed one fish this morning on a popper.

The day's fishing didn't yield any kind of strategy for this Saturday's tournament, but Wayne and I talked about a game plan that we likely will utilize to start the day. At the moment, there's no Plan B, so we probably will just wing it if our plan goes up in smoke. Incidentally, Wayne asked me to notify all potential tournament anglers Saturday that, while the start time originally posted was 0645, if everyone is checked in and the conditions are all OK, we very well may shove off about 0630 instead. So plan accordingly.

And as if to prove that misery loves company, I received the following note from DMac this evening, reporting that his trip today was %$%#&^%$@*^%...in short, not just bad but very bad. He was in one of not more than two boats that had Back Bay all to themselves.

As explained by DMac, low water, muddy water, busted trolling motor mount, yada yada yada combined to make it a miserable day. The fact he also hooked but lost two 3-pounders in 12 inches of water didn't help the situation, either.

WAH! WAH! WAH!

The good news is that the water will come back, it'll be clean, and we fishermen will prevail. Can I get an OOH-RAH?

Well put, my friend.

Tuesday, April 11, 2023

Hoarders Don't Make Good Anglers...They Make Hoarders

Bet you can't guess who made that statement. Here's a clue: It's the same guy whom an outdoor writer for the Chicago Sun-Times once called "the bad boy of bass fishing." Yes, that's right, it's none other than Mike Iaconelli. Incidentally, did you know Iaconelli graduated summa cum laude (highest academic honors) in 1996 from New Jersey's Rowan University with a bachelor's degree in public relations/advertising?

Bad boy or not, Iaconelli has at least one idea with which I can agree. He said he thinks that "one of the most common mistakes recreational anglers make is that they overthink things. A part of overthinking is having too many choices when it comes to lure and tackle selection.

"The thing you hardly ever hear about, though," he continued, "is that the same problem afflicts professional anglers. We all carry enough tackle to sink a battleship, but we don't use most of it, or even think about most of it."

Had to chuckle a bit while reading about a fella on one of the forums who, if nothing else, had some bad timing. Seems he was in his garage, going through all the stuff in his boat. Had all his boxes out and on the deck when his wife unexpectedly showed up on the scene.

"When she was done asking just how insane I was," he said, "she started counting. I won't take time to divulge the number of boxes I carry in my boat, on the shelf, or have in bags on a pegboard. What I want to know is how much is too much?

"I'm a big boy, and my boat only has a 150 on it, so maybe I am carrying too much. I know when I recently bought my Champion, I was all PO'd 'cuz the rear compartments were s-o-o-o small.

"I know they say the fancy new baits are really designed to catch the fisherman and not the fish...and I gotta be honest: That describes me to a T. At least I still have room for the lifevests."

A fellow forum watcher responded this way: "I quit fishing seriously about three years ago. Before that, I was all into Pro/Ams and teams. Had to have all the latest and multiples in case I lost a hot bait. I joked that I had a 20-foot tacklebox to ride around in. When I went to tournaments, the boat was loaded, and I had three big plastic bins full in the truck with spares. I still go fishing one or two times a month, but I haven't bought any new tackle in almost three years...and I'm still catching fish every time I go. Just using my old reliable stuff."

From another forum contributor came this: "I have so much stuff I'm surprised my boat even floats. Recently had to buy a bigger house, with 4,500 square feet. It has eight bedrooms, five bathrooms, and a three-car garage. Now my wife is happy, and I have a lot more room to work. I have four rooms that I don't even use yet but plan to turn into tackle rooms that should last me for a few years. I think I might have a problem: I'm afraid I've become an addict."

As one angler explained, it all begins ever so innocently. Following is his story of what ultimately happens, though. 

"I used to scoff at buddies who had an overflowing garage full of fishing tackle," he said. "I thought they were overthinking things. They were dragging so much tackle fishing, I was surprised their boats didn't start taking on water and sink into the depths.

"Then, one day, I noticed my tackle shelf had become two shelves. Then it became a 'tackle wall'...like an invasive species, my tackle began creeping up the wall. And finally, when we started referring to it as the 'tackle section,' I knew I had turned into the monster at which I long had scoffed.

"I comforted myself with vague notions that 'too much tackle' is a subjective idea. Surely, 'too much' is all relative, and it's in the eye of the beholder. Well, if this is so, my wife is the beholder. She's the one who told me I needed to address the rapidly expanding 'tackle section' before it took over the garage, and we had to sell the kids' pool table.

"When the issue was broached, naturally, faced with the prospect of having to throw out a tackle collection that was 20 years in the making, I questioned whether it wouldn't be easier to replace the wife. But after much consideration, I set about tackling the daunting looking tackle section of the garage.

"First, I looked at everything that I hadn't properly organized. I decided I needed a good straightening up and reorganized it all. There was plenty of stuff that still was in its store-bought packaging and needed sorting.

"Once I had put everything in its place, I considered what I actually had used over the last 12 months. There were only two colors in a whole box of crankbaits that I ever had used...and neither of them in the last 12 months.

"After much umming and ahhing, I made a severe dent in the tackle mountain I had created. Everything now fits neatly on one shelf again. But throwing away tackle was like throwing away memories. I was reminded of every old fishing trip or every impulse-buy from sleepy tackle shops out in the sticks. That is the real reason we keep this stuff--not because we might use it again one day, but because, after the fish has been eaten or released, all we have left are our memories. There are infinite memories tied up in every fishing-tackle collection.

"Albeit with much sadness, I parted with a large chunk of my gear. I now can find everything I need considerably quicker...but I haven't mentioned these benefits to my wife."

Monday, April 10, 2023

Frog and Whopper Plopper Do It for DMac


Have been a bit surprised that I haven't had a few more texts or emails from enterprising anglers making hay of the spawning season. Really had figured that last week's report from Ryan Land about his 16.98-pound haul from Back Bay might be the start of at least a mini-series of similar reports. And with the report I just received this morning from DMac, perhaps more will follow in coming days.

Seems that DMac slipped out one day this past week when the water was high and had a nice day. While noting that the fish seemed to be more interested in making little fish, by virtue of all the slaps and smacks he got from those protecting beds, he managed to get five of 'em lip-locked.

His best bass of the day--an even 5 pounder--came on a frog. Then, after a string of slaps and misses, he switched to a Whopper Plopper and caught four more weighing between a pound and pound-and-a-half.

"I threw in the towel 'bout 2:30 after fighting 15-plus south winds all morning," said DMac. "Not a great day on the water but better than staring at email all day," he added.

As my friend appropriately noted in his report, a string of three or four days of NE 20-plus winds generally puts the kabosh on any Virginia river fishing, and this latest string has been anything but the exception to that rule. It's almost a certainty I won't get out tomorrow as I had wanted, given that the river gauge stands at 0.50 at 10:30 a.m. and the trend still is downward.

Saturday, April 8, 2023

Precision Casting? I Truly Amaze Even Myself...Just Not in a Good Way

As a matter of fact, while doing the research for this post, I came across a fella online who must feel a lot like yours truly. Here's the way he described his expertise...or more precisely, the lack thereof...in this area:

"My precision casting is excellent. I can hit a rock 100 yards away to test the durability of a new crankbait. I can catch a single limb 10 feet up a tree that even a bird would have a hard time landing on. I can hit the water next to a lily pad so harshly that anyone...or thing...halfway across the lake will be startled by the sound. I can work the land side of a shoreline better than most anglers can work the water side. And, I even have wrapped lures in power lines. Now that's my version of precision casting."

Evidently, not everyone is as lucky as Tennessee's own Bill Dance (left), who seemingly must have met a whole bunch of  "competent" bass fishermen over the years. He once described the majority of these anglers as being able "to place a lure exactly where they wanted it to land, time after time. They also exhibited superb familiarity with the tackle they use, whether it was baitcasting, spinning, fly-fishing, or spincasting.

"If you fish a little or a lot," Dance continued, "you soon recognize that the ability to drop a lure on a precise spot will mean more fish and strikes on a consistent basis. Nothing destroys confidence faster than the frustrating tendency to hang a lure in a bush or let it fall short of the target. Precision can make all the difference in the world, especially when fish are finicky or in hard-to-reach areas."

Must be at least some degree of truth in that because I saw an old BassFan article the other day that pretty much said the same thing. It reported there are several guys who usually can land a lure on a dime but only a few who can land on that dime 99 times out of 100. One of those in the latter category is FLW Tour pro Craig Powers (right)..."dead-eye," as he's known by some.

Described as "one of the most accurate casters fishing at the pro level today," Powers, who, like Dance, is from Tennessee, can land a lure on that dime every time, with scarcely a ripple at touchdown.

"Accuracy is everything," he said. "And the whole deal with casting accuracy is that it's really a lost art. Everybody wants to make long casts and use long rods, but I guess I'm kind of old-school. I come from the pistol-grip era, and I never got over it."

Powers began his quest for the perfect cast when he was young. He'd stand on his porch and cast to targets in the backyard, until his father arrived to take him fishing. Later, when he was slinging pizzas for Domino's, he took up a rod between the lunch and dinner rushes and practiced casting into the coin-return slot in the Coke machine.

So, why does casting accuracy matter so much? According to Powers, there are a few reasons, but foremost is pressured fish.

"In tournament situations," he said, "especially on tough fisheries with long practice periods, fish get wise pretty quickly. By the time the actual tournament rolls around, those fish have seen hundreds of baits moving by. Clear water only amplifies the problem."

That's when Powers applies his medicine.

"We've all been taught to throw past a target and bring the bait up to it," he said. "That's all fine and dandy if it's Wednesday, and the tournament doesn't begin until the next Wednesday. But I like to cast right on top of that fish after it's seen 20 million baits coming at it from afar.

"And the bait will enter the water without so much as a splash," he continued. "It's just kind of there, and you get a reaction bite.

"And if there's a single time of the year when dead-on accuracy is most important, it's during the spawn, when they're target-oriented. It also means that many are out of their comfortable environs, so they're spookier and less apt to strike.

"If you have a lake with buck-bushes, they'll spawn at the base," he noted. "If the lake has cypress trees, they'll also spawn at the base. You know where they are, and they know where you are. You take a bait and put it six inches over his head without a splashdown, and that's 90 percent of the game right there."

It's no secret that a shorter rod is more accurate, but Powers takes that almost to an extreme. He fishes a 6-foot model for topwaters. For the big Rebel Pop-R, he uses a 6-foot medium-action model 99 percent of the time. It has a short handle, which basically makes it a 5-foot 9-inch rod, without the pistol grip.

"I use a little backhand roll-cast," he said, "then feather the bait as it's about to splash down. You can do about the same thing with a Super Spook Jr., but it's just a little bit lighter, so instead of using a medium rod, I go to a medium-light."

For shallow cranks, Powers uses the same rod (6-foot medium-action). The exception is early spring, when he's running nothing-banks. Then, he uses a homemade 6-foot 6-inch spinning rod to make longer casts.

"Anytime I'm using a round-body plug and throwing it around trees and brush, I use that 6-foot medium," he noted. The whole deal, though, is just like having a box of tools. You have to match the rod to the bait, and the bait to the situation. And the bait dictates the rod.

"If I'm throwing an old Bagley square-bill," he said, "the 6-foot rod's not enough. The bait's too heavy, so I have to go to a 6-foot 6-inch model. But for baits like the Lucky Craft RC 1.5, the 6-foot medium's the deal."

Powers' "short" philosophy doesn't just apply to his rods. He also prefers short casts, and that shows in his advice for learning how to cast accurately.

According to this "dead-eye" Tennesseean, it's never too early, or too late, to learn to cast accurately. Just as important, you don't need to be on the water to do it. His advice for practice is to go in the yard, set up a series of targets, then raise yourself up a little (maybe stand on a porch), and tie on a favorite plug and make a million casts.

"That's exactly what I did," Powers added. "I set up three targets. Make the first no longer than 40 feet, then put one at 30 feet, and one at 20. I'd say 90 percent of my casts are 25 feet or less. The reason is, if I can make all my casts 25 feet or less, I won't be winding over dead water. The bait will be in the strike zone 90 percent of the day."

Although his strengths are topwater and shallow cranking, Powers also throws a jigworm.

"I like to fish what I'm comfortable with, but at the same time, checks pay the bills, and you have to do what you can to get one," Powers concluded.

I will admit that I've exerted concerted efforts a few times over the years to retrieve some $20 or $25 lures that I hung in hard-to-reach places. At no time, however, did I resort...or, for that matter, even think about...trying the extreme maneuvers you see at play in these two photos. Back in the early days, there was one occasion when I asked my son to shinny up a tree to reclaim one of my favorite lures. Hanging out the door of a Navy helicopter, tethered only with ropes, to shoot some official photos marked my one and only dalliance on the "wild side," and I was under direct orders then.

Thursday, April 6, 2023

What Did You Learn Today?

That's the question a dad asked his son on a couple of occasions during a bass-fishing trip one hot afternoon in August. Figuring the fish would be in cooler water, the father pointed the john boat toward an old, partly submerged fence line shaded by willow trees on the familiar farm pond's bank.

In unison, both father and son made casts in the direction of a fence post and let their Texas-rigged worms sink to the bottom. Almost simultaneously, they felt taps on their lines. The boy reared back to set the hook, but his effort was met with the unwavering firmness of the rusty fence. He instantly and hopelessly knew he was hung. Meanwhile, his father hooked a small one and quickly brought it to the boat. Just after he released the fish and began retying his line, he swiveled toward the boy.

"There for a second, I thought we had ourselves a double. What happened, son?" the dad playfully teased. "Didn't you learn anything when I expertly landed that brute?"

"I must've missed it, Dad," said the youngster. "Or maybe it was so small I just couldn't see it. Now can we go fetch my line?"

The boy's old man eventually obliged and eased the little boat to the fence. After many jiggles and a few mighty pulls, the son finally popped his hook free. The plastic worm, however, was gone.

"I knew it!" said the young man. "No doubt a 10-pounder wrapped me around the fence--as the big ones often do. Anyone can catch small fish, Dad. If you're not gettin' hung, you're not fishin' for the big ones like I do."

The boy's father grinned at his young 'un's well-rehearsed trash talk and pointed the Minn Kota toward another spot.

"Well," piped the father, "anyone can get lucky and hook a big 'un. It's the landing part that separates the men from the boys. By the way, son, you better check your line. I'll bet it's frayed like dental floss from all that fence ropin' you've been do..."

Before the father could finish his statement, the boy already had made a cast and hooked a fish. Moments later, the young fisherman reeled in a little bass that couldn't have weighed more than a pound.

"That 'un will probably go at least three!" declared the youngster.

"I'd say more like six!" crowed his father.

The pair caught fish, drank Cokes, and joked with each other for the rest of the afternoon like they usually did. As they neared the dock at dusk, the boy skipped his topwater close to the bank and gave it a chug. Suddenly, the water exploded as a behemoth bass inhaled his Pop-R and ran toward deeper water. The boy's face showed panic, as he tried to stop the fish by tightening his drag, but just as he did, the fish turned and shot toward the surface.

"Get the net!" the youngster screamed to his father, as they saw a boil and caught a glimpse of the head on the enormous largemouth right alongside the boat. The father already had the landing net in the water, and for a brief moment, there was joy and pandemonium...until they both heard a sickening pop and saw the line go limp.

The boy lurched back in his seat and reeled in his empty line that had snapped just above the hook. He slammed his rod down in frustration and slumped over with his hands on his hat. He almost wanted to cry.

"Son," said his father, who still was holding the net in the water, "did you learn anything today?"

"Please, Dad," he said, "I don't need a lecture right now."

"Just tell me one thing you learned...quickly son."

"Dang it, Dad! I should've checked my line for frays when you said to," the young 'un said flatly.

"Nope!" said his father, hoisting the bulging net over the side of the boat. In the bottom of it lay a bass of at least seven pounds, which slung water everywhere. "You should've learned that when it comes to landing fish, your ol' daddy is da man!"

Truer Words Never Spoken

And yet, just look at the world we live in today. 'Twould seem that a lot of folks either haven't gotten this message...or perhaps simply choose to ignore it.

Tuesday, April 4, 2023

Another Day on the Water


It's one of those weeks when I have a few more things than usual happening but still was able to work in a day of fishing. As it turned out, I had a couple of friends joining me in their own boats.

Ralph ended up with a dozen or so bass in the boat, while Skip and yours truly each countered with six fish. Ralph indicated he caught all or most of his fish on a jig. Meanwhile, Skip enticed his fish (one of 'em at right) with a variety of baits, including both hard and soft models. I caught my fish this morning on a topwater bait, but shifted to a spinnerbait this afternoon, with each accounting for three fish apiece.

My best bass of the day, which weighed in at 3-12 (left), came this afternoon from an old haunt I always visit this time of year. The fish made a pass at my spinnerbait but missed, so I went back for a second try. The fish passed but missed again, so I stopped my retrieve this time, and the fish finally got the hook. The ol' gal's tummy was full, so I treated her kindly while getting her back in the water.