|Details:||Went camping up to Sebago Lake in Maine this weekend. Friday night I realized that I should probably have a boat somewhat larger than my 9' kayak. The lake is absolutely huge. The water is crystal clear, and it gets very deep. No luck Friday evening, so got up early on Saturday. Got down to the water about ten minutes to 6 and caught the sunrise as I paddled out. I paddled to an island and fished around there without any luck, and set off for a smaller part of the lake. I had the sinking feeling that I was going to get skunked this weekend. For whatever reason, I decided to troll a spinner as I headed towards the next spot. There aren't any weeds in the area, it was pretty deep, so I wouldn't get snagged, and I know there are lots of salmon and trout in the lake, so I figured I'd give it a shot.
As I got about 50 yards from an island, my boat started shaking, and it felt like I was running over a tree in the water or something. I looked down and couldn't see bottom and said "what the hell is going on?" I looked behind me and my rod is bent over and tugging. A second later I see a fish jump out. I grabbed the rod and commenced battling the fish. At first I thought it was a salmon because of where I caught it, and it was jumping. I didn't get a good look at it because of where the sun was until I got it close to the boat and realized it was a smallmouth. It was 2 lbs 4 oz and 16.5". I was pumped because I had not faith in my trolling idea, and this fish fought like crazy.
I figured lightning doesn't strike twice, and there was no way this would work again, but I couldn't resist. I cast the lure out again and paddled bag to the general area I was in, turned and headed back towards the island again along a similar path. A minute later, I got that same feeling of the boat jerking around, looked back, and the pole was bent over again! Are you kidding me? Another solid fight and I got another smallie in the boat, this one clocking in at 2 lbs 14 oz and 19". I was pumped, and even more so later that day, when I realized that was my biggest smallmouth to date! Both were caught on a #4 Mepps Aglia.