I went out to Dae Ho with Sang yesterday and we had a great day of fishing despite the fact that I failed to dress for the conditions. I wore shorts and a T-shirt and froze for most of the day but the good fishing kept my mind off my misery for the most part. We caught a total of 43 bass, most of them averaging around 1 1/2 pounds. We caught a lot of them about 150-200 yards from shore where the water went from about 5 feet to 10 feet. That was also where the thick underwater vegetation stopped. I caught this three pounder later in the day on that beaver tail that they were slamming.
But the story of the day is that Sang hauled in another chunk of a bass for the second week in a row. This time we got better pictures and measurements. This one weighed in at 5 lbs 1 oz and was 23 inches long. He fought that thing around the boat, under the boat, around the boat…wish you could have heard the drag when he got it up close! He told me as he was fighting it that it was more than my 3 lber and wow was he right! Nice fish again Sang! I know it’s difficult to see that tiny ruler in the photo, but it was around 23 inches and those are 10 1/2 size shoes for reference.
He caught it on a silverish fluke on a drop shot rig on the first cast after changing baits. I’d say that was a pretty nice changeup. He now holds the record for the biggest fish caught from my boat beating out my 4 lber from last year. Looks like I have a challenge on my hands to erase his record.
Another little story that I still find difficult to believe. We were moving from one location to another and were traveling rapidly across water that was about 30 feet deep. We were moving at a pretty good little clip and Sang was chucking his topwater popper and working it back to the boat even though we were actually moving too fast to fish it effectively. I could see fish on the fish finder but they were all very deep and maybe not even bass. As I started the sentence “I don’t think you’re gonna have any luck with that in this water at this speed”… I got as far as “I don’t think” before a bass came up and nailed the popper just a few feet from the boat. I was dumbfounded! Just goes to show you that anything is possible I suppose.












