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Sightseeing and Exploring

Saturday, June 01st, 2013 | Author:

Mickey and I went to Lake Ferguson at 4:00 Friday afternoon with a few places in mind where we might catch some fish. The place we had the highest expectations for was a bust, only a few stripes and a foul hooked skipjack. We then went to some other places we had in mind, one was too shallow, and another was so thick with bushes we were snookered and had to crank the motor to power out to open water. After all of these exercises, we had caught only one fat, small bass on a Booyah spinnerbait. On the way back to the landing we tried the first place again but we caught even less, nothing. I have heard stupidity defined as trying the same thing over and over expecting a different result. There was still light left, so as we were going in another place came to mind and we decided to give it a try. Mickey had on a Yozuri and I had on a Johnson’s sprite with a little larger sharper hook installed. Mickey started catching stripes and I couldn’t get a bite so I changed to a DT-6.  Willie wanted some fish so we were keeping the stripes and were glad to see them because we didn’t have a “mess” yet. The DT-6 caught stripes but also came out with a largemouth or two. Expecting a stripe, and not guarding for a jump, of course I let the largest one of the day jump and throw the bait which came almost all the way back to the boat. Dark came and we had to leave. Willie met us at the landing to retrieve his box of fish.

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