My good friend Stan (BigDummy89K5 on here) took me out fishing yesterday. We were supposed to fish most of today as well but the weather was just way too nasty.
Anyways, we got to Jones lake about 7:30 pm and unloaded the 12' aluminum boat and got all our junk ready to go. It was quite overcast but not yet raining so we figured we'd fish for an hour or so and try to get back just before dark.
The most exciting situation happened within 10 minutes. Once we were past the deadheads and snags Stan opened up the little 9.9...nothing too weird about that but for some reason the boat started to roll like it hooked an edge or something. I can't really describe it any better than that, but we were inches and seconds from being wrong way up in a very cold lake. Very weird...and plenty scary at the time.
After our heart-rates came back down out of the high triple digits we made our way to the other end of the lake and started trolling. Within 15 minutes I felt a 'tap,tap,tap' on my line and gave it a tug...and reeled in a whopper LOL. Seriously, it was just a baby and only about 8-9" long Rainbow. Cute little guy...
Half an hour later I got a slightly bigger version, and for a little guy he put up an entertaining fight.
I was really hoping to get out there and see if I could hook one a bit bigger, but torrential rain just killed that idea.
We were home by 10 this morning...tired and wet.
Rene
Anyways, we got to Jones lake about 7:30 pm and unloaded the 12' aluminum boat and got all our junk ready to go. It was quite overcast but not yet raining so we figured we'd fish for an hour or so and try to get back just before dark.
The most exciting situation happened within 10 minutes. Once we were past the deadheads and snags Stan opened up the little 9.9...nothing too weird about that but for some reason the boat started to roll like it hooked an edge or something. I can't really describe it any better than that, but we were inches and seconds from being wrong way up in a very cold lake. Very weird...and plenty scary at the time.
After our heart-rates came back down out of the high triple digits we made our way to the other end of the lake and started trolling. Within 15 minutes I felt a 'tap,tap,tap' on my line and gave it a tug...and reeled in a whopper LOL. Seriously, it was just a baby and only about 8-9" long Rainbow. Cute little guy...
Half an hour later I got a slightly bigger version, and for a little guy he put up an entertaining fight.
I was really hoping to get out there and see if I could hook one a bit bigger, but torrential rain just killed that idea.
We were home by 10 this morning...tired and wet.
Rene