First off and totally unrelated to fishing... Today is the Kid's 24th birthday. Here she is 23 years ago on birthday #1...
Anyway, you're not here for that. You're here for the Fishing Report, so here goes...
The water level on TRL is down to acceptable levels - somewhere between winter pool and summer pool. However, due to the heat, most of the bigger fish have moved deep. And the ones that are shallower aren't hungry.
Since my encounter with Barney Fife, I've been a little loath to go to the park. I detest confrontation. I also detest parking by the bathrooms and walking with all my gear to the spot where I hike down to the spot where I can fish. There are easier places to fish where I don't feel like I'm being monitored.
Lucky for me, it's been cloudy in the mornings. I went out over the weekend to my go-to spot. Caught a bunch of little bluegills. Went back Monday. Caught four little 'gills right off the ledges. I did see a school of big bass in what I referred to as 'the grotto' at low lake levels. They weren't biting.
Thursday, I sucked it up and went to the park. I parked in the official spots by the beach and tried fishing there for a bit. Nada. I walked around to the cove near the boat ramp. Nada. I did see some big bass right in front of me in about 3 ft of water off the chunk rock. They weren't biting. I also got hung up on a submerged tree. Broke the whole rig right the hell off and for the next ten minutes watched the bobber bobbing there while I tried to fish. Then I figured it was irritating the hell out of me, so I went in after it. Heh, it was deeper than I thought. I ended up soaked to the hips, but I got my junk back.
After that, I went to the go-to again. Nothing was biting, but the sun was out and it was nice, so I put on some sun block and laid on the rocks, letting my clothing dry while I watched my bobber float downstream.
That's it for me. I have another editing push this weekend, so probably no fishing. We'll see. Meanwhile, have a great week!