The spot where I wanted to launch was about 4 inches deep, filled with olive colored slimy something, and mud on the shore and out five feet. I went back to the swimming beach figuring there might at least be some sand out a ways. I was right and in went the Float Tube Cumberland.
Much to my chagrin my right leg immediately started to cramp. I let it rest and while I was doing that I cast toward the cattails and actually, to my surprise, got a couple of takes. No hookups, but it might have been because the poppers are a size 8 and were probably too big for the fish.
Once the leg felt better, I changed directions and headed toward the inlet. On the way this little Bass took the popper (my first fish on a popper, by the way) and you can see the colors of the popper here.
|Bass on a popper|
|A long way in mighty shallow water|
|Road Kill, Bluegill|
What I was doing was just floating on the water and not doing any fishing at the time, taking in the scenery (no not the girl), and so I threw out the "Road Kill" and started stripping. I got a bunch of hits, but again nothing stayed on.
Once at the end of the dam I turned back toward the swimming area and put the "Luscious Lemon" popper back on and worked back to where I launched, but nothing happened.
Oh, and those Cedar Bark Beetle Larvae, no interest what so ever. The fact they they were dead (I took them anyway) might have had something to do with it, but at this point I'll never know.
Maybe next time I'll try Rancho Seco Lake once it cools off (97 degrees today) down in the valley.
Till next time.