NEW PB ALERT!
I'm feeling very proud of myself, so if you'll allow me to narrate a story, I'll tell you all how it went down:
There are three small ponds all within the same 1/2 mile radius, right in the smack dab middle of town. Two of them are only separated by about 20 feet of culvert. These three have been my go to fishing spots all summer. Tonight was no different.
I started fishing at about 7:15 tonight at the largest of the three. I caught three from that pond, nothing notable: two small bass and a bluegill:
After a lot of casting and no more success, I decided to move on to the other two smaller ponds. Unfortunately, the pond I usually fish (the one closest to the road and therefore more accessible) was crowded with people enjoying the holiday week. So I decided to try the other back pond. Now, despite the fact that these two ponds are connected by a very large culvert and occasionally flood into each other, the fish behave very differently. The front pond has tons of vegetation, and the bass DESTROY topwater. The back pond has very little vegetation, is much deeper, and the bass just aren't aggressive at all. I've only ever been bit on senkos and crank baits. I almost never fish it anymore because I have very little success. Also, while both ponds have a lot of carp in them, the back one seems to have a far bigger population.
I fished for about an hour with zero success. Much like my previous experiences, there was zero topwater bite. So, I finally switched to my favorite crankbait, the Rebel Wee Craw. Idk what it is about this bait, but it works. My grandpa introduced me to ot when I was seven years old, and I've been catching fish with it ever since.
I don't know if it was the change in bait, or the fact that I moved to a different spot on the pond. But I finally started catching fish. Nothing big. But it's fun, even when they're little:
I was about ready to call it a day. The sun was setting. It had been a fun evening.
I wasn't paying attention on the next bite. I was lazily cranking the bait back to me, when suddenly there was a THUMP, and the drag started peeling out. I could have sworn I'd snagged a carp. After adjusting the drag I finally got the fish coming my way. I thought for sure it was a carp, albiet a small one. But as he surfaced, I realized I had a new PB. Landed him without incident, and now the evening was complete: 18.5 inches at a very skinny 2.66 pounds.
What a day!
Oh yeah, and I caught one more tiny dink: