Hamilton City Lake- https://mdc.mo.gov/discover-nature/places/hamilton-city-lake
So there I was, standing under an oak tree with Waylon and waiting out a small pop-up storm at Watkins Mill State Park. It had come out of nowhere and put a healthy amount of fear in me since I was in my raft and only able to row back to the boat ramp at a less-than-desirable speed. Anyway, after watching the skies and the AccuWeather app on my phone, and as I was trying to decide if I was going to head home or get back on the water, I was joined by a couple of fellow anglers that were trying to solve the same riddle. As we contemplated our future endeavors, we began to swap fishing stories. It was then that they started to describe a lake that, according to one angler, had bigger and more hybrid striped bass than the body of water that we were currently on. They said it was called Hamilton City Lake. This got my attention and started to burrow its way into my brain.
For the next two days, I researched the lake as much as I could. I used the Missouri Department of Conservation website, AI, and called some buddies to find out everything I could about the lake. What I found out was that the lake, allegedly, held a population of both hybrid striped bass AND largemouth bass that were both large and plentiful. While the lake was twice as far from my front door as Watkins Mill, the idea of more and bigger fish held an potential opportunity that I couldn't stop dreaming about. A couple of days later, and I was north bound in my truck with my raft in tow and a child-like enthusiasm and an excessive amount of enthusiasm.
When I arrive at the lake, I was greeted by two things. One was a serious lack of structure. There were very few trees along the bank or in the water. Two was the large amount of aquatic vegetation. It not only grew along most of the bank but extended well into the lake as well. This was not the type of situation that I was used to fishing but I brushed it aside. I wasn't here to fish cover and structure for largemouth or bluegill. I was there to chuck streamers for hybrid striped bass. All I needed was a main channel and a little wind to move me. Some wipers chasing shad to the surface and feeding on them would have been helpful, but I wasn't counting on that. So with my Maxxon 7 weight rod, some sink-tip fly line, and a streamer, I pushed off the bank and rowed my raft to what looked like deep water.
To make a long story short, I got skunked. I threw a fly for almost 2 and 1/2 hours with only a couple of slight bumps and taps to show for my efforts. However, I wasn't shocked. It can be difficult to get a hybrid striper to bite. It is a challenge to get a fly down to them if they are suspended. They seem to feed in windows and can get tight-lipped sometimes. On the bright side, I did see shad and saw some hybrids break the surface here and there. I even saw a guy catch a decent one off the dock as I was taking my boat out of the water.
Was I disappointed? Yes. Does disappointment and failure motivate me? Absolutely. I decided that I was going to return back to the lake with a new tactic and that's exactly what I did. Stay tuned for the conclusion to this series.























































