I went swimbaiting today. Water temperature was 40 degrees or so, air temp was mid to high fiftys. Yesterday was 70+ degrees, and the two days before that were in the sixtys.
I hit 5 points in the lake; two of these are adjacent to spawning coves where I caught big fish last year. I was shore-fishing, casting where water depth is around 30 feet, and bringing the lure uphill. I figured the fish might be holding at the drop-off, although there's no real abrupt "drop-off" that I found.
Anyway, I started at 11.30 am with a 8 inch mission fish. I fished it as slow as I could. I dragged it, and fished it like a jig. Snagged and lost it on the sixth cast (so much for its weedlessness!). Switched to a Mattlures 6" tournament series light trout; dragged it, hopped it, jigged it, and steady retrieved it. No luck. I snagged the Mattlures trout at least half a dozen times, and managed to unsnag it every time. (Thank you Matt, great little lure.) So I guess the places I fished weren't all that bad. All this took about 3.5 hours.
Switched to a wood Lunker Punker jr, searched the first two points, and then gave it up. When I started at midday, the wind was blowing at 20 mph with 35 mph gusts. It continued that way pretty much throughout. I left because I couldn't work the Punker properly in the wind.
The strange thing is I felt like what Ike calls being in the zone. I felt the Mattlures trout (which I fished the longest) working like it should, I casted into the sun, I casted into the wind (got three overruns to show for it), I hit stuff on retrieves almost every cast.
And at the end of the day, I only have a sore arm, and a lost mission fish. Blah.