Last year, I found a gorgeous section of our local river with some deep pockets, yet still clear enough and shallow enough that from an overhead bridge I could see fish in there. This is a very good smallmouth river and I figured I had just found the motherlode of smallmouth pockets. I threw everything in my tacklebox at those guys, with no bites. Now, this past week, I see those guys in there again. Stacked like cords of wood, all facing upstream, sitting there motionless. Well yesterday the water level got low enough that I could wade out to the very spots they were holding, I figured I could be quiet enough to at least get close to see how big they were.
I was able to get surprisingly close before a few scurried away....and....
What a surprise....they're NOT smallmouth!!!
They're carp!! Which is why I had so much trouble/lack of success catching one with conventional smallmouth tackle. The bridge I could see the fish from was a good 30-40ft off the ground, and since I catch so many good smallmouth in this river, I just assumed they were staging in that pocket since fall is approaching.
So, that makes me feel a lot better. These fish had me stumped. I couldn't get a bite, it had me questioning the very reasons I even pick up a rod/reel. Ha....not really.