This one is going to be short, sweet and to the point. About the only difference from this report and the previous two is that the weeds were a pain and we were losing fish on a regular basis. I figured the conditions wouldn’t have changed much from the previous weekend to this past Thursday (7/28) so I told John to meet me at my house around 8:00 pm and we would give it a shot. Water was still clear but this time the wind was out of the south, though it wasn’t much of a wind. It didn’t take long and I had our first fish in the boat which I quickly followed up with another. Things were looking good, especially since John had just boated one as well. From then on though it was a different story. After that third fish the rest of the evening was short fish and fish lost at the side of the boat. Both John and I continually lost fish right at the side of the boat. At one point I had a double and I couldn’t land either fish. I don’t think I have ever done that before. To make matters worse the weeds showed up in grand fashion shortly after 10 pm. The Sam Laud was off loading coal at the Edison Plant and left around 9. As he headed up stream he must have cut a lot of weeds upstream. No big mats but tons of single strands were coming down. After 11 we finally gave up and headed in. We ended up with 6, lost 6 and threw back just as many. Definitely not how I expected the night to go. The weeds I could understand but losing so many fish annoyed the snot out of me. At least there are still a lot of fish in the system just waiting for better conditions. Hopefully I will be able to get out soon to find out.
Like I said the water is still very clear and it started off weed free. I have no idea what the water temp was since I never did turn on my Depth Finder. Natural colors were catching the fish tonight. Original and Bleeding Olive Rapala’s in size 7 and 9.
An interesting little tidbit occurred while we were back at the ramp putting stuff away. A coyote started howling and yapping from the park. He couldn’t have been more than 100 yards away. Wish I could have recorded that or got a picture of him.