Sunday, December 7, 2014

Familiar Waters

 It's been a while since I'd had paddled up this creek and it almost felt like coming home. The current the twists and turns and the familiar sites. We all have our own reasons for loving certain bodies of water and some you just can't quite explain. For me it's a sense of connection and I don't know why, I wasn't raised here. I have no family or personal history with the area. I'm nothing more than a damned yankee in these parts. I love the place and it feels good to call it home.


 Back at the ranch, it was 75 degrees and sunny with a slight chance of rain. Gotta go, the creek is calling. No playing around. Use what I know works and have caught hundreds of fish on in the past. Today I'm catching fish! The water was super clear. This is one of these places where you better have plenty of tackle with you because you're guaranteed to lose some stuff. There is a ton of lay downs and the fish get up in that stuff and if you wanna catch them you have to go in there and get 'em.


 The pattern of the day was to pitch soft plastics against the bank or throw them into tight cover and dead stick it until you get bit. I tried a few other baits but lizards were what was on the menu. I get kinda bored dead sticking baits but it sure beats getting skunked.


  I fished for about 4 hrs picking up about 15 fish all in the 1-2# range with the best one pictured below she went 2.48#. By no means a stud fish but a great day on the water.


 I actually thought I lost that fish; I felt the bite, set the hook and she darted right into the branches of the lay down I was fishing. I thought I was snagged for sure and was telling myself she had come unbuttoned. I drug myself over the top of the "snag" and looked down to see the fish still on the line! Sweet! After about 5 minutes of messing around she swam out of the mess below me and WALA! Best fish of the day!
 The sun was starting to touch the tops of the tree and I wanted to hit one more spot before calling it a day. As I was making my way around a corner I looked up to see this dude staring me down. He didn't seem to be phased in the least that I got so close to him.




 The branch he was perched on extends over the water so I had to get really close to get past. I was so excited about seeing the bird I quit fishing to go take a few pictures before it flew away.
 Until next time.
Tight Lines
H