It's amazing how much things can change in a week when you live in the mountains. It had been hot since my last fishing trip. I almost didn't go out because it was stiflingly hot, and extraordinarily windy. When I arrived, there were whitecaps on the water. I seriously contemplated leaving, but thankfully I endured and gave it a try. I started off fishing a Damiki Gladiator spinnerbait. I quickly caught a small bass or two, and then oddly enough, another foot long rainbow took a spinnerbait, and this time right in the mouth. I tried to get a picture, but he spazzed out and just about destroyed my lure. I got him back in the water where he belonged and began working my way up the far shore, catching a fair number of cookie cutter bass. I finally caught a better one.
I was catching fair numbers of fish, but I really wanted some higher quality bass. I tried throwing a soft jerkbait, but the wind made it extremely difficult. I had an idea, and it paid off. I got up against the bank and began throwing parallel to the shore along the inside weedline. This cut down on slack line tremendously. I was now able to make long casts and still get solid hookups.
I began a system of fishing the spinnerbait, working my way up the shoreline, then I would paddle up to the shore and fish the jerkbait tight to the bank. It was fruitful.
The wind even died down for a bit and I scored the best fish of the day.
The wind got going again, but I caught several more skipping the bait across the surface.
I switched to a different spinnerbait, a Damiki MTS as I thought it would be better in the wind. I put a small swimbait on as a trailer and began to hammer the fish. Most were small, but it was still fun. I realized it was time to get home, so I reluctantly kicked back across the lake. I had about a quarter mile to go up this bank before reaching the car, so I cast the spinnerbait to the reeds as I went. It was a fish on almost every cast for a while. Most were typical 11-12" largemouth, but I caught a few that were a little better.
I had decided that I wouldn't look at my clicker until I got to my car. When I arrived I was impressed at the total, 84 fish for a four hour trip. Not too shabby. I was kind of bummed that I had to go as I would have easily topped 100 fish again, but that's just the way it is sometimes.
Total for trip: 83 largemouth, 1 rainbow
Total for year: 681 fish