I’m sure you guys remember the nice rocky area where I got skunked not once, but twice in a row? Well, I must be a glutton for punishment because of all the places I could have fished today, I chose that one just to see if I could finally get lucky. I actually thought it was going to be a great morning because I had a bite on the very first cast and caught three fish within about 20 minutes of each other. Two were dinks, this is the other one:
Once it started getting light out, however, the bass suddenly stopped biting, period. Once again, I walked the entire rock bank and threw everything but the kitchen sink but could not get another bite. I think I’ll hold off on this area until fall…Rob and I did real well there last year in September so maybe the fish don’t start moving in there till after summer.
Well done on sticking with that spot and catching Nomad, that’s a nice bass