There is a private lake nearby that I've fished once before on Father's Day with no luck. Yesterday I had a chance to go back there and spend a little more time trying different things.
I remember thinking last time, "I should have brought a second rod rigged for bluegill." This time I did bring that second rod. I started out fishing the main dock area. I didn't catch anything but I had a blast just playing with the bluegill. It's a little trickier to catch them when you're using some kind of plastic bait instead of hotdog. They don't hold onto it as long, nor attack it as hard. I was using a small piece of power worm, dropping it in the water just off the edge of the dock. Each time dozens of bluegill would come up and go crazy, but none would hold on long enough.
I moved on and started making my way around the lake. My first success came at a little inlet. There was a lot of vegetation because of the inlet and I thought I'd at least see a couple of bluegill. I tossed my bluegill line out and saw my bobber duck a couple times but I think it was just a turtle. Then on one of the casts I began to reel my line in a bit faster in order to re-cast and that was all the tempation a young bass needed. He bolted out of the vegetation, grabbed my little power worm, and was in my hand in a matter of seconds.
Later I found another small dock and played with the turtles a little bit there. After moving around to the other side of the dock I caught a small bluegill that nearly devoured that little power worm.
Moving around to the other side of the lake I found another dock (many of the homes that back up to the lake have small private docks) that also had some tall vegetation growing up out of the water. It looked like perfect bass habitat. But apparently I was wrong or they were smarter than I am.
My last catch was another young bass (not quite as young as the first) that wanted to eat my Senko out in the open water. Turns out he wasn't the only creature interested in that bait. I let him go and was still in the same spot when a huge bird of prey came out of the tree right above my head. I'm not sure what he was, but he had a wing span of about 6 feet. He had been watching my plastic worm come up near the surface then sink back down and wanted to get a closer look. He flew back and forth over the spot I was fishing, checking me out and watching for that worm. Eventually he lost interest and took off.
It was nice to have some success at that lake. You can only get skunked a couple of times at a new location before thinking, "Ah, there's nothing here" and losing interest.
I'll go back soon.
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