Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2015 23:17:01 GMT -5
Got on the water today by 4am minus my SBTII. I planned on doing the jig thing. But... Oops... My net just happened to be in the boat. Thus I pumped up some water from 40 feet into my livewell and holding tank and turned on my recirculation pump. I had about 3 dozen 5 to 9 inch ales. The local ducks had about 30 dozen dinks.
My efforts to keep my ales alive went far beyond normal. In fact, as I was down lining my somewhat stiff bait at .5 mph, I actually pulled my pump behind the boat to recirculate cool water. What a sight!
It worked great if you were not an ale. My guess is that the cold water I was pulling up was O2 deprived which is probably worse than the surface water.
In short, I really learned to appreciate my bait tank once again! A rekindling of love.
Fish? I did catch one on a spunky, freshly caught ale right as morning was breaking. But unfortunately, Todd was in the area pulling his spread which included 10 to 15 other vulture boats. 3 of them came my way when I landed a fish and I immediately ran for the hills and didn't catch another fish all morning.
I did mosey back down to Todd's fleet just to watch. It was nuts. There was Todd, smack dad right in the middle of a boatload of boats. Many were very close and then you had all the outlier lurkers. He turned left, and the flock followed. I felt like throwing my dead ales at them and spraying them with some cold stinky water.
I enjoyed the rest of my day with my son and gorgeous wife. We found a place of peace all to our own and had a wonderful day on the lake.
My efforts to keep my ales alive went far beyond normal. In fact, as I was down lining my somewhat stiff bait at .5 mph, I actually pulled my pump behind the boat to recirculate cool water. What a sight!
It worked great if you were not an ale. My guess is that the cold water I was pulling up was O2 deprived which is probably worse than the surface water.
In short, I really learned to appreciate my bait tank once again! A rekindling of love.
Fish? I did catch one on a spunky, freshly caught ale right as morning was breaking. But unfortunately, Todd was in the area pulling his spread which included 10 to 15 other vulture boats. 3 of them came my way when I landed a fish and I immediately ran for the hills and didn't catch another fish all morning.
I did mosey back down to Todd's fleet just to watch. It was nuts. There was Todd, smack dad right in the middle of a boatload of boats. Many were very close and then you had all the outlier lurkers. He turned left, and the flock followed. I felt like throwing my dead ales at them and spraying them with some cold stinky water.
I enjoyed the rest of my day with my son and gorgeous wife. We found a place of peace all to our own and had a wonderful day on the lake.
