|Details:||Return to the Rock
The wind has finally changed and is out of the East, time for the Rock, honey hole that has been quiet for a few years. I say not this year, hope she thinks the same way.
This place we never fish in dark, or before 7:30 for that matter, we arrive about 1030, few loose ends to take care off, and we arrive only to see that they are building a new school and have fenced off every place to park and walk, great, fantastic, more than one way to skin a cat..
The rain has begun and we find a spot to park, we always do good in the rain at the Rock, no need to think any differently today, good karma only. As luck would have it, the walk was only 5 mins instead of 10, ok so far, and the water is up, perfect.
The Rock looks great, ready for our return, felt right being back with the hope of a great year ahead of us.
She didnt disappoint or make us wait either. We say our farewells to the Bait and away we go, and right of the bat, Ham catches a small pickerel, which we would have prayed for last year, and I am losing already. So began the Beating I had to take hahahaha
I did manage a 2lb solid LMB, but that had no chance with Log of a Pickerel Ham dropped on me as we were picking up, matter of fact we were out of BAIT.
It got to the point that Ham was using DEAD shiners on a Bobber, 16 inch LMB and then to add insult to injury, I picked a floater that a fish had spit out and gave it to Ham, bobber spins around, this was only 6ft from shore, and WHAMO, A Beast, 26 inches right around 5lbs. We havent seen a Big Pickerel from there in a few years, we will catch her again, thick with a big head, dead shiner on a bobber, in the rain, just like it should be.
Cant wait to lollipop of few Kivas back there soon, See you again in a few weeks.