At last
Well that was a barren spell, 12 trips or so for no return apart from a couple of missed runs on bait that I was very unlucky not to connect with. However, Sunday morning I was out and about again with the lure rod on a new mark (for lures) hoping my luck would change.
A few hours later, I was making my usual dejected walk back to the car without so much as a touch or sight of anything all morning. But it was one of those mornings that being out was enough. Walking up to a paddle border I had watched earlier, I asked him if he had seen anything 'not a thing, and it's as clear as a bell out there as well'.
Walking up to the car I notice a spit causing a tide race as the tide was running from left to right. I'm not sure how I've missed this in the past, but I couldn't leave without having a few casts. The power of the water was a real surprise and it felt 'right,' but nothing appeared to be home as I tried various lures.
I've recently purchased a weedless SP top water lure, so I gave it a go just to see how the water pushed it over the spit, and was surprised when the first cast attracted half a dozen bass from nowhere. The only downsize was all the bass were the same size as the lure! I know we talk about matching the hatch, but I was convinced nothing was around. A powerful and visual reminder to keep changing lures.
I kept casting making sure I was retrieving with the tide as much as I could, when the rod stopped in its tracks. Weed was my first thought until it powered off using the strength of the tide. For a bass of just over 1.75lb it put up a great scrap. No pictures, which was a shame as it was a real dark fish, but the beach was filling up with families and I wanted to keep everything as quiet as possible.
Funny how such a small fish, which if I had been catching would barely get a mention, has a full blog dedicated to it!
A few hours later, I was making my usual dejected walk back to the car without so much as a touch or sight of anything all morning. But it was one of those mornings that being out was enough. Walking up to a paddle border I had watched earlier, I asked him if he had seen anything 'not a thing, and it's as clear as a bell out there as well'.
Walking up to the car I notice a spit causing a tide race as the tide was running from left to right. I'm not sure how I've missed this in the past, but I couldn't leave without having a few casts. The power of the water was a real surprise and it felt 'right,' but nothing appeared to be home as I tried various lures.
I've recently purchased a weedless SP top water lure, so I gave it a go just to see how the water pushed it over the spit, and was surprised when the first cast attracted half a dozen bass from nowhere. The only downsize was all the bass were the same size as the lure! I know we talk about matching the hatch, but I was convinced nothing was around. A powerful and visual reminder to keep changing lures.
I kept casting making sure I was retrieving with the tide as much as I could, when the rod stopped in its tracks. Weed was my first thought until it powered off using the strength of the tide. For a bass of just over 1.75lb it put up a great scrap. No pictures, which was a shame as it was a real dark fish, but the beach was filling up with families and I wanted to keep everything as quiet as possible.
Funny how such a small fish, which if I had been catching would barely get a mention, has a full blog dedicated to it!
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