Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2014 17:23:51 GMT -5
Because my trolling motor is down and it was just fixed in Richmond, a couple of my Lake Anna friends decided to meet me on Friday morning with my fixed trolling motor and a day and a half of good times on their boat. First of all, congratulations to Kurt (the guy many of us fondly remember for falling in the water last December) for catching a 22 lb 12 oz striper on Lake Anna. For Lake Anna, this is about as common as someone bringing in a 45 pounder here on SML. Not only is Kurt (AKA Chunky D) an excellent fisherman, he is a very good friend and I thank him from the bottom of my heart for introducing me to Anthony. These two led our boat to a 25 pounder on SML last year and it has been a joy to become addicted to big bait fishing with them. Anthony is a Lowrance Rep and has been fishing stripers for 30 years on Lake Anna and every day with this man is a day to remember in terms of learning.
These two arrived on Thursday and apparently caught plenty of fish without me but were a bit surprised by their lack of catching mongos. As a result, most of our Friday was spent watching me heave my 16 pound Tim Wade net in pretty much every creek from Campers to Lynville. Long story short, the mongos disappeared and during the few moments that I wasn't begging to throw some more, we did do a bit of fishing. Interestingly enough, 2 pound smallmouth bass think they can eat 9 inch shad. And when they do, you don't even have to hook them as the bait itself becomes the hook and the fish becomes helpless. However, once I pulled the shad out of this guys seemingly lifeless body, he jumped out my hands and swam away like a champ!
Here is a picture of one of the 2 fish we caught on Friday, both being around 10 pounds and 30".
By 9:30 Friday evening as one of my arms fell in the water attached to Tim (what I call my net), Anthony finally convinced me that we should go to bed and promised me we would be on the water by 3:30 am to search for mongos. So about 1 hour later as I was tossing and turning on an air mattress listening to the melodic harmonies of two stinky fishermen snore, I finally dozed off with crappie trees and mongos dancing in my head.
Then at 2:20 am, another thunderous snore storm erupted and I couldn't take it anymore! I was up...and they were coming with me! Cut film to a few hours later and 20 or more throws, we motored into a small cove off the main channel when all of a sudden splashes of shad erupted on the banks. Luckily, Chunky D and I had our two nets loaded and when Anthony said throw we did so in tandem and we both brought up..YOU GUESSED IT... those beautiful MONGOS! Ahhhhh.... It was a combination of dark and getting lucky that did the trick and I think I have learned to lower my standards until this fall when throwing for bait. Keyword: think.
We then did some morning fishing and caught two more, lost one who broke the line and witnessed many nose hooked mongos running for their lives as the stripers were more interested in killing them than eating them. Here is a picture of a decent 13 pounder who got stung!
I am now off to turn my live well into a portable drinking water and desalination plant.
Cheers,
Yam
These two arrived on Thursday and apparently caught plenty of fish without me but were a bit surprised by their lack of catching mongos. As a result, most of our Friday was spent watching me heave my 16 pound Tim Wade net in pretty much every creek from Campers to Lynville. Long story short, the mongos disappeared and during the few moments that I wasn't begging to throw some more, we did do a bit of fishing. Interestingly enough, 2 pound smallmouth bass think they can eat 9 inch shad. And when they do, you don't even have to hook them as the bait itself becomes the hook and the fish becomes helpless. However, once I pulled the shad out of this guys seemingly lifeless body, he jumped out my hands and swam away like a champ!
Here is a picture of one of the 2 fish we caught on Friday, both being around 10 pounds and 30".
By 9:30 Friday evening as one of my arms fell in the water attached to Tim (what I call my net), Anthony finally convinced me that we should go to bed and promised me we would be on the water by 3:30 am to search for mongos. So about 1 hour later as I was tossing and turning on an air mattress listening to the melodic harmonies of two stinky fishermen snore, I finally dozed off with crappie trees and mongos dancing in my head.
Then at 2:20 am, another thunderous snore storm erupted and I couldn't take it anymore! I was up...and they were coming with me! Cut film to a few hours later and 20 or more throws, we motored into a small cove off the main channel when all of a sudden splashes of shad erupted on the banks. Luckily, Chunky D and I had our two nets loaded and when Anthony said throw we did so in tandem and we both brought up..YOU GUESSED IT... those beautiful MONGOS! Ahhhhh.... It was a combination of dark and getting lucky that did the trick and I think I have learned to lower my standards until this fall when throwing for bait. Keyword: think.
We then did some morning fishing and caught two more, lost one who broke the line and witnessed many nose hooked mongos running for their lives as the stripers were more interested in killing them than eating them. Here is a picture of a decent 13 pounder who got stung!
I am now off to turn my live well into a portable drinking water and desalination plant.
Cheers,
Yam
It seems good to me. My buddy caught a 15 inch shad yesterday. He usually can find big shad but there it seems the best shad are money makers or as they call them..sugar shad. They also have a solid threadfin population along with herring.