Fishing theories – “kickin’ topwater action!”
According to one source, the best time on Monday was between 7-8 AM while another source suggested 11 AM – 3 PM. In the interest of research, I tried both. In fact, from my own estimation, I figured the moon shifted signs about ten in the morning, so I had to try then, too. What I found? A lure.
I was watching bait fish school up by a branch that had fallen close to the shore. In the stick and other debris, in about six inches of clear water, just out of reach, I saw a shiny object. Looked a lot like a lure I’d lost to a snag.
It was. I eventually stepped onto a rock, and into the river, long enough to retrieve the lure. Buried that sucker good.
After three, I wandered off to attend business that needed attending to, Mercury RX or not, and I was wandering through downtown, trying to balance a tiny cup of coffee, the damn phone, and the ear piece.
Eventually, I wound up at Amy’s, and then on down to Starbucks for post-sunset coffee and treats with a Pisces. Rolled on into Shady Acres about ten PM.
None of the solar-lunar fishing guides said anything about after ten PM being a good time.
I changed my mind, tied a heavy-duty topwater on the stout pole, and flipped the lure out in the dark water. Two casts, “Wham!” Big fish. Shook the hook just before I got the fish on the bank. All I saw was a gaping maw.
Funny thing, that lure. Worked like a champ. The line got snarled on one cast, and I was busy trying to undo the knot when I heard a sound like a cinder block splash in the water. I started reeling in, snarl or not. Pole was bent almost in half. That one ran up to the shore and dove under some branches. We fought and struggled for a few minutes, but the fish eventually won – the lure came flying back through the air at me.
To unsnarl the line, I figured I’d better cast one more time. Another hit. I was determined not to lose him. I recognized this one feller – seen him before on the shore. He, too, shook the hook, right at the bank.
I took a break, switched poles, switched baits, finally switched back to a smaller topwater again, and me and that one fish were hooked up a second time. No, he shook it again, but not before I had a chance for a positive ID – I’d recognized that mouth anywhere.
So much for other guidelines, I’m thinking this astrology fishing stuff works.