Yuki had prior plans, so I went it alone.
I got to the pond about 8:00 am. Girl at check-in said they hadn't planted since the 10th. That's almost two weeks. Not a good outlook.
Since there was not a soul to be found out there, I had my pick of places. I opted for the spot I fished the very first time I fished the pond. I was looking for some good mojo.
|This is the original spot|
|No one to the right.|
|No one to the left.|
|No one even in the "combat" fishing spot.|
I let it soak for an hour and then changed to some from a newly opened jar. Sometimes that is all it takes.
While I was waiting for that first Trout Pond bite, I took a picture of the tree across the pond. If you make it big, you can see, just to the right of center a white crane roosting in the tree. Actually there were several roosting, but that is the only one you can see because the Turkey Vultures also roost in that tree. In fact, there was quite a bit of squabbling going on. Probably why the cranes were all hiding. I think it was a territorial thing.
I started with pink, then silver/green, then silver/blue, then holographic followed up by pink again. Didn't interested anything that looked vaguely like a trout. Maybe that's why there wasn't anybody out there.
At the end of hour three, I called it a day. I figured I could sit there all day or head back home and do something constructive like pull weeds.
The girl at check-in said that they did stock the South Shore ramp last week, which was just down the street, but the last time I was there it took me three weeks to get all the mud out of my wheel wells and with the water in the lake rising, I didn't feel comfortable going down there.
Back to the title of this post and back to being skunked once again. And the skunk goes on...........
Thursday Yuki and I are going to take a drive down to the American and dabble in a little Shad fishing if the water level in the river is adequate.