After talking Santa into allowing us to fish his creek, we threw Clatter-BT's and tube a little, We each had a fish at the first deep bend, then there was a lot of empty water, until I got a prego 16.5" on brown Clatter-BT. We caught a couple more small fish as day wore on the fishing was tough. Don't know if the water got better, or we found fish, but they turned on.
Mike started throwing a teeny-tiny silver crankbait. He caught a 16.5" off a log, then a cast later this 17.5". About halfway through the 3.8 mile wade, Mike caught a 18" Golden Redhorse on the tiny crank (Hooked in the mouth)
I caught one on chatter then Mike another. I was convinced and started to throw a Bandit 200 in Spring Craw. Fishing got much better for me. I ended the day catching about a dozen bass on that crank from there on out, including 2 16-16.5"ers. Bank pitching helped me clean up a bit- I walked the high steep banks. I'd target cover or areas where I couldn't see bottom well, then flip that crank and pull her through.
Meanwhile the sound of frogs calling was everywhere. We nearly stepped on these horny amphibians doing the nasty froggy-style. There were dozens of them.
I got a 17"er on chatter later. Mike and I saw an absolute pig that nearly swam up to us. No dice.
Here's one of the 16.5"ers that was ripe with eggs:
BT 21 (1LMB) (17, 2 16.5, 16, 2 15) 1 Goog
MIke 7 (17.5, 16.5, 1 15) + 18" Golden redhorse sucker
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