I only had a couple of hours after work on Tuesday to hit Lake Springfield. The last couple of times I have launched off at this point, I paddled north where it turns from Lake Springfield to the James River. This time, I decided to head west towards the railroad track bridge and bluffs.
I was using an 8" purple/black plastic worm, texas rigged on a bait casting rod....I got a hit immediate and thought I had set the hook. When the first bass surfaced, she shook her head and spit it out. I knew it was a really good sized bass, and for a split moment I had some disappointment...then I realized how grateful I was just to be able to be out kayaking and doing what I love to do. I never have understood the people who curse and carry on when they lose one....give me a break! If you fish enough, you will catch another one- promise! So I just leaned back for a moment, took a deep breath, and said "perfect"!
Here is what was cool...after a couple of cast, BAM! Another big hit! Was it the same fish? Or was it the brother from another mother? These are the mysteries of the universe. I currently have an elbow that is out of place, so landing this one was a real challenge, but we made it happen. I love fishing for bass this time of the year- especially in the evening!
fish ON!
MLT
3 comments:
Nice fish! Looks like you had a great time. Hope your arm gets better soon!
Bill.
You are my hero! Playing through the pain to nail two bucket bass. Nicely done indeed.
Thanks! somehow catching a big fish helps pain leave the body:)
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