Thanx fella's
This tournament was a true test of my patience. I'm normally a power fisherman, a stick and move guy. This time I had to grindem out.
We blasted off at 6:30 do to rain. The area I was fishing was only 5 minutes away so it wasn't to bad getting a late start.
When I got there my confidence level was through the roof. It was overcast, light wind, a perfect setup for a good day.
I started throwing my best topwater bait the rage tail toad. I've had realy good success with this bait here in the slop. I started catching some litle fish 14in. These wasn't going to cut it out here I needed some 3-4 pounders.
Here's when I started loosing my patience. I have a group of older guy's that I eat breakfast with before our saturday fun tourny. Well two of them was out there fishing together about 300 yards away from me. I had seen them at the gas station earlyer that morning and talked to them about how I wa fishing this tournament.
So they decided to come fish side by side with me on the same fish in a 80 yard stretch. This got me hot! I mean all the water we have to fish and they come side by side with me, I literaly could cast into there boat and they stayed there most of the day.
That was just the begining of a tuff day. Like I said I like stickin and moven but I made myself grindem out. The wind started picking up with a squall line moving in so I was on the trolling motor constantly fighting it threw the slop. I would have to pull the trolling motor out the water every 10 minutes to pull the grass off or the wind would have its way with me.
The bite was very slow but I kept chucking the bait out there none stop. I always tell my wife If I fished for a living I would die of starvation. I didn't eat nothing or drink nothing all day just fished. I am a true believer in you can't catchem if your lure isn't in the water.
By 12:30 I had four good fish in the livewell and I needed to cull a litle 1 1/2 lber.
This is when it started to get fun. My trolling motor broke but not to were I can't use it. The cable came off the pulley so I had to step on it hard to get it to turn.
So finally I culled the little fish with a little fish that was a lil bigger. I culled this fish 3 times and all three times the weight only jumped up by fractions on a pound.
I couldn't take it no more I had to make a run. It was 1:30 and I decided to run to this point were I usualy can catch a decent fish or two. So I made the run and it didn't pay off so I came back to my origanal spot for the last 40 minutes.
I was determined to cull that little fish so I was making cast after cast trying to get a strike then wham a good three puonder he's on. I'm fighting him and he gets airborn a spits my hook, d**n. I didn't give up well not to I went to pick up the trolling motor to clean off the grass and the rope poped. Now I was done the straw done broke the camels back. I headed in 20 minutes early.
I wasn't quite sure how many pounds I had becouse I don't weigh my fish on the boat I use a culling beam.
When I got to the scale even I was suprised I thought I had about 15 or so but I ended up with 16.43 lbs. and first was 16.61 lbs. It was close.