11.21.15, report, 15 hours later........
Nov 22, 2015 12:52:15 GMT -5
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Post by primetime on Nov 22, 2015 12:52:15 GMT -5
I woke up to Jason pecking on my car window at 3am to go catch fish. Put my cold weather gear on and we headed out to catch bait. Jason threw and threw and threw the net. If stripers loved crappie, carp, brim, white bass, perch,or a catfish as big as your pinky, then we were set. Shad were very difficult to catch. I guess we had a dozen decent size to offer. From Grimes creek to bay roc we looked for shad.
Here is the biggest gizzard we caught. 12 1/2 inches
We started fishing about 11 am. We spent more time hunting for bait instead of fishing. We fished a little way below the mud and debris line. We only had a couple of swats at our bait fish from stripers. Very very slow.
I guess it was about 2, we picked up and hunted some more for bait fish.
Afterwards we went further down river into a creek. We couldn't find any takers and day light was running out. I got Jason's corn chips out and poured some in his hand and took some myself. The skunk was smelling kinda ripe!! I ate a bologna sandwich hoping it would smell of bologna instead of pole cat.
We picked up and headed back up Roanoke side to where we had 2 hits and put out. The only thing that wanted our dollar bills were the sea gulls. Then all of a sudden 15 hours later, the pole went down! After struggling to get it out of the holder I began reeling. Jason started saying he hopes it's not a catfish. We finally saw it! A STRIPAHHH! HAHA. The skunk had drowned. It was 27 inches. So it found the box in the boat. YEAH MAN!
There was only minutes left of our trip. We see the board go down, then come up, go down, come back up, go down and Jason pulls back with force. It's ON! Like donkey Kong! He measures it and I must have asked him 10 more times the size of it for the report. That STRIPAHHHHH came in at 32 3/4 inch. YEA MAN. If there was any trace of pole cat smell on the boat Jason got rid of it.
Here is Jason's fish.
Wt for bait fish 51-58
Wt for fishing 57.8
No clouds
Sunny
At, I don't know, it was so cold when hunting for bait fish the front of boat and tm had ice on it.
Here is the biggest gizzard we caught. 12 1/2 inches
We started fishing about 11 am. We spent more time hunting for bait instead of fishing. We fished a little way below the mud and debris line. We only had a couple of swats at our bait fish from stripers. Very very slow.
I guess it was about 2, we picked up and hunted some more for bait fish.
Afterwards we went further down river into a creek. We couldn't find any takers and day light was running out. I got Jason's corn chips out and poured some in his hand and took some myself. The skunk was smelling kinda ripe!! I ate a bologna sandwich hoping it would smell of bologna instead of pole cat.
We picked up and headed back up Roanoke side to where we had 2 hits and put out. The only thing that wanted our dollar bills were the sea gulls. Then all of a sudden 15 hours later, the pole went down! After struggling to get it out of the holder I began reeling. Jason started saying he hopes it's not a catfish. We finally saw it! A STRIPAHHH! HAHA. The skunk had drowned. It was 27 inches. So it found the box in the boat. YEAH MAN!
There was only minutes left of our trip. We see the board go down, then come up, go down, come back up, go down and Jason pulls back with force. It's ON! Like donkey Kong! He measures it and I must have asked him 10 more times the size of it for the report. That STRIPAHHHHH came in at 32 3/4 inch. YEA MAN. If there was any trace of pole cat smell on the boat Jason got rid of it.
Here is Jason's fish.
Wt for bait fish 51-58
Wt for fishing 57.8
No clouds
Sunny
At, I don't know, it was so cold when hunting for bait fish the front of boat and tm had ice on it.
