Was fishing the pond in the middle of the local community college. Needless to say, it's really not well kept up, it's stocked once in a blue moon. People tell me that there's no bass left to catch, but I'm thoroughly convinced that the vast majority of fishermen here really don't have a clue as to what they're doing. Now, I'm all about supporting fishing as a hobby over say, crack cocaine, but I think you can only glean so much from people who throw rigs like a nose-hooked bright orange tube with said baitholder hook attached directly to a snap swivel that's also holding a bank sinker, all of this under a float (I have photographic evidence of this sorcery). The guy next to him was throwing what I'm pretty sure is an 8-10' Bomber or Bandit crankbait in no more than 4' of water.
Anyway, I spent some time away from where the crowds usually are, and set my eyes on what i'm 95% sure was a fairly decent sized LMB. I guess the adage that big bass didn't get big by being stupid. It must have been in about 2.5' of water tops. Not wanting to scare it off, I avoided initially throwing reaction baits at it, and used it as an opportunity to practice my flippin' and pitchin'. Well, I got the practice I was looking for. Threw a Berkley Havoc Pit Boss in black/blue fleck, a Strike King KVD Rodent in California Craw, a Netbait Paca Craw in Alabama Craw, tried all of those three as jig trailers as well as a jig with a Zoom Super Chunk, a GYCB DT Hula Grub in purple/something on a jighead, shakey-head Zoom Trick Worms in Junebug, Green Pumpkin and Bubblegum, a weightless Watermelon/Black flake Senko, a weightless pumpkin/chartreuse tail Yum Dinger, and Texas-rigged watermelon red flake Zoom U-Tale. Giving up after all that rigging, I put on a War Eagle 5/8oz finesse spinnerbait (it's a downsized Oklahoma/Colorado tandem), cast it out and ran it past her nose a couple of times.... she just kinda spun in place and watched it go by. So, in a last ditch attempt, I did the same with a Booyah Buzz Buzzbait (the one with the clacker). She watched that one go by too, and retreated deep into cover.
I guess some days, you just can't force a fish to bite. At least I got some good practice in flippin' and pitchin', and I think I may have leveled up in knot tying and soft plastic rigging.