Welcome back again to the fishing report for less than competent anglers.
First off, let me make something clear. I bank fish. For the most part, I use worms. I catch plenty of fish. And I enjoy myself immensely. Which, I would think, is the point. Apparently there's some kind of boat vs bank bias. Meh. We have a boat. We use it sometimes. But when I'm by myself, which is most of the time, I don't take the boat. I've actually had better luck from the shore. And WAY better luck with worms than lures. :shrug: As long as you're catching fish and enjoying yourself, it shouldn't matter.
Saturday 3/4 - It was a gorgeous morning, so I went to the park. The idea was to go to that spot where I almost caught the whopper walleye. Too bad for me, someone was already there. I went elsewhere in the park, but no bites. Then I had to use the facilities, and noticed that guy had moved, so I went to the spot I had originally intended. But by then, it was too late. I got a few bites, but no fish. Still, enjoyed myself and it was, like I said, gorgeous out.
Sunday - Woke up to gray skies and 50+ temps. Perfect. I went to my main go-to fishing spot. Got there at like 8:50am. (Just in time for the wind to start gusting, btw.) By 9am, I already had a fish on. It fought like a champion and I wasn't really sure what I had hooked. Turned out to be my first good-sized smallie. 14.5" smallmouth bass. Felt like a male (no fat egg-belly). About 10am, I caught an 11" spotted bass. Long about 10:30, I hooked into another big fighter. When I got it in, it was a 16" spotted. My biggest bass yet. Fat with eggs. I swear she had to be over 2lbs. With great sadness, I put her back. Finally, about fifteen minutes later, I caught a little 4-5" bluegill. By 11, I was tired of fighting the wind, so I went home. 2hrs/4 fish. On worms.
Monday - Went out in the morning. It was cooler and sunny. And windy, of course. I tried that spot where I almost caught that hog walleye. Nope. Not a bite. Then I went back to the go-to spot. Nope. So I wandered around. I finally got some back deep in a little cove, but they were all worm thieves. So I put the pole down and pulled line. Came home with a half dozen sinkers and a weird lure.
Thursday - Tried the afternoon fishing thing again. The temps were in the mid-70s and the breeze was nice. It was blowing north, which works better for me at the go-to spot. Got out there around 3:30pm. Didn't catch anything until almost 5. An 11" spotted bass. Shortly after, I almost got what I guess was a 12-13" inch spot. It shook it's head about two feet from shore and got off. The only other things biting were little worm thieves. I left at 5:20 because a storm was rolling in. Thunder and standing on the bank with a graphite rod in your hands do not mix.
That's it for me this week. Have a great next week and get out in nature, if you can.