Hey Guys,
I had a big tournament today and even though it was a tough tournament, I got to learn a great lesson for late summer conditions. Just to get everyone caught up on my little world of fishing. I spent monday, tuesday, and wednesday morning practicing for a major tournament on our river. The first two days of practice was terrible. I caught 3 3lbers in the first two days and that was my only keepers. I had spent those two days running river banks and backwater areas looking for some type of pattern that the fish might be using with the river being a little low and no current what so ever. I failed. lol
On wednesday, I took a guess at the fish being suspended in the river and figured topwater could draw them up with a little luck. Well I had that luck and caught a 17 pound limit. Given that fishing is a game of taking guesses, I said that I will put the bank on this type of fishing and let the chips fall where they may. I thought that "if things went right" we could catch a few 4 pounders early and then work hard the rest of the day and catch enough 3 lbers to put together a solid limit.
well the tournament days comes and we start the day off running strong. On the second stop, I hook a 3-4 lb bass and he pulls off. What can you do but shrug it off and keep working? So believing that we had the right plan even more, we press on, but end up not catching a solid bass for the rest of the morning. We go into our "search mode" to try to redefine a pattern and catch a few 2 lbers in 6-8' of water but thats not the quality that we are looking for. So we give the shallows a hard run. Sure enough, I have a big girl react the my spinnerbait falling on her head but she doesn't hook up. She didn't want it but didn't like it in her face.
We continue to push hard and miss a few ofter fish reacting to other baits but we can't put together a method of actually catching these good fish and the bites are so few and far between that luck and time wasn't on our side. We ended the day and the tournament completely out of range to even compete. 16 lbs won. The comforting side of this deal was that we were in the right areas to catch close to that and give a good showing. but the lost fish were tough.
The real kicker to me was that we decided to fish back to the dock. While testing a few other presentations, I catch a 4 lber. She ate it deep. A whole nother level of excitement hit us as we came away thinking that we were in the right areas and that we had a presentation that might of caused a few of our misses to connect. Sure we still would of lost the early bites and that we could just be giving ourselves so false hope. But in my mind, we will be on the right starting path come the next tournament this time of year.
So tough tournament but great lesson,
Justin