Let me start by saying that I appreciate all the comments and respect everyone for theirs,
That being said,
It wasn't about "omg 2lb bass how could you do that over a 2lb bass" It was never about that. It was about 1. my frustration building through out the week. 2. These people who think the park is their personal back yard and the rules do not apply to them and 3. The safety of the fish, I practice catch and release and respect all fish, the last thing I wanted to see was the fish die. Which is what happened.
ANY WAY
So I head back their last night and snap my first of the season. I caught 3 total in a 15 min span. 1 chain pickerel, and 2 small bass. The funny part was, is that my "incident" with this bimbo had apparently traveled through their little dog circle and when I went their I held my head high as they all gave me the ULTIMATE stink eye, could care less.
Apparently the fish gods decided I was worthy of some fish. IT started off HORRIBLE. My Berkley 12 lb test line sucks and keeps breaking on me. Which caused a jig of mine to fall off the shore. I could see it down there but instead of getting wet, I try to use my grandfathers old school lipless crank to grab it. After about 10 min of this i said screw this and just tossed the crank into the water. Bam. Pickerel.
Shocked, I walked down the shore line, next cast...Bass....
Walk 15 more feet down the shore. Bam Bass again..
So apparently this crank ( as seen in picture) is awesome because I tried my new fancy lipless and didn't catch a thing..but this thing is so metallic it looks just like a shiner.
I will hit up the pond today after swapping out those rusted trebles from the 1940's with some new ones and see how I do. I will also try and get a picture of these dog people so you know what I have to deal with.
