I stopped over at the usual area by the house boats, but there were some guys driving a tractor around and with the water level higher than last time, our usual fishing spot was GONE, yeh.
So, back over to the North Shore Day Use area where we've fished many time (you'll recognize the white pipe in the photo's below) and out with one rod and rainbow Power Bait, the other with Kastmasters.
|After I gave up on the Kastmasters and went back to PB|
|Where we've fished since, forever.|
|Note the white pipe|
Did I mention they hadn't planted North Shore since February 19th, almost a month?
Instead of going to the South Shore Ramp I went to the Pond. They did plant the Pond on February 4th just a short week before. A better outlook than North Shore.
|Combat fishing area of the Trout Pond|
|Opposite end of the Pond|
|See, nice and calm.|
Well, my aim was a little off and I hit it dead center. It took off like a bat out of Hell, but my lure was still attached to it's feathers. Honest, I wasn't trying to hit it, it just happened. It was an accident. Really.
I do have to say it was the most exciting "run" I've had in many a month. Drag was screaming, line was pealing off the reel, heart was pumping, not because I hooked a pelican, but I felt bad that I had. I finally broke the line. It was all I could do.
A little later I went the other side of the pond and fished off the dock with a Kastmaster to see if I could rustle up something over there. Guess who was there? A white pelican with a pink Kastmaster hanging off one of it's feathers. Ah, it'll be OK when that feather falls off.
No fish, skunk number six. Maybe next time.