I got out on Saturday with my buddy Rick and we went down to Nickajack Lake. A front had rolled in on Friday, and it was cloudy with air and water temps in the mid-50's. Since we put in on the river instead of the lake, I went after smallmouth right off the bat with hair jigs and tubes. We threw quite a few different things at 'em, but I worked the jigs and tubes 90% of the time. We fished everywhere from 2-40 FOW, points and flats next to the channel, and several islands on the river's edge. We did not get a bite all day. There was a Tx that launched out of the ramp where we put in, and the winner only had 12#, so it was a tough bite even for the "experts". The best part of the afternoon was when Rick was clearing a backlash and our lines got tangled. He was too busy to notice until he got his reel cleared up and started reeling in the miles of line that he had let out. As his line tightened up and he started pulling his spinnerbait in, I gave my rod and few nice pulls...the look on his face when he thought that he had a fish on was priceless!
On Sunday, I went out with another buddy Steve, a local "pro", and we hit Lake Chickamauga after the rain and fog cleared. What an afternoon! Partly sunny and 70+ degrees! An absolutely gorgeous December day! We started down a bank near the river and picked up a dink each, then headed to a slough where we have regularly found schooling bass and stripers busting shad. Every time we get into this slough we can't seem to get out until it's too dark to cast. I was throwing crankbaits, spinnerbaits, jigs, and a t-rig and managed only 1 bass. It was funny, though...just like the day before Steve was clearing a backlash when our lines got crossed. I saw it coming, and my crankbait crossed his line he started reeling in his swimbait...I felt the tug and said "do that again, that felt good!" As I began telling his the story of what I had done to Rick the day before, I saw him lift his lure into the boat. But my line was still wriggling...FISH ON! Haha...the joke was on me! Steve was throwing a finesse worm at these schoolers, and had pulled in 6 or 8 to my 2. I finally tied on a similar setup, but with a different size and color worm, but could not get hit. After he yanked in a couple more, I made him give me one of his heads and worms. I hooked up first cast, and we proceeded to wear 'em out. We ended up with 20-25 bass, and missed that many more in about 2 hours. I also accidentally caught the biggest crappie that I had personally ever seen...13.5 inches, 1.5 lbs. He was angry and gave me a handful on my 6-6 M rod. We only caught 3 keeper bass...the first pictured below, but the other 2 came after it was too dark to take pics. It was a great day on the water, fish or no fish!