Friday, September 28, 2012

No One Eat(s) Smallmouth Bass!

I am going make a video game analogy. Bear with me.  Madden NFL series of games, as real as they are in simulating professional football, the results end up a cartoon mockery that seldom mimics an actual NFL game.

Basically, most players play it so much they become pretty adept at the game, then it fails to be a simulation. Instead it is an arcade button presser with  less strategy dependent more on reaction time and rehearsal.

There's no question we want the arcade version in our river and stream fishing. Gimme action over simulation in my fishing, baby. Thing is, smallmouth bass grow very slowly and have fairly short life spans. A smallmouth bass may take between 4-6 years to reach the 12" mark in Indiana. A fish reaching 12-13 years is a rare specimen. High, muddy water can wipe out entire year classes of fry. The quality of your river fishing hangs in the balance.

Habitat that allows overwintering, survival during flood, spawning ground can be totally destroyed by nature and man. Very few states do anything to fix the smallmouth bass populations so the fishing is good.  Now if by some miracle a fisherman does catch a nice smallmouth, no thought to harvest should be taken.

I think we all want to catch 50 18" bass a day on topwaters, right? The only factor we can directly contribute to is quick release of smallmouth bass we do catch. A big smallmouth is just too valuable to fillet and eat. Spread the word.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

9/25/12 And A Pig.




















Pretty Good Fall Day: 41 bass (21.25", 17.99", 2-17", 5-16", 6-15")

Monday, September 24, 2012

Fall's Surprise

Flowing water dribs and drabs through round rocks ancient
Dropping, shifting, chilling my lower limbs close to discomfort's edge
Fall's sun pleasantly and lightly bakes my neck
A cacophony of wonderful competing sensations
This outdoor euphoria sets my mind adrift

Perfect
All else - matters not

Can I just stay in this place?

Jolted awake by a splash, dried grasses fighting
Time's recovering flux brings slowly... reality
What's this?

A wet, yellow dog slaps playfully at Mr.Toad
Dozens of nature's presents lining her previously golden fur
A smile cracks

-Perfect moment.

Monday, September 3, 2012

That Rocked! Why am I Disappointed? 9/3/12

Insane day when it finally rains. Perhaps my best ever.
Water was a little stained to start. Lots of floating algae made it hard to fish anything but a single hook. Chatterbaits and flukes.


Landed 77 total. 9 from 17-18.75" 14 over 16", close to 25 over 15".

Lack of really big fish has it feeling all too samey.