I consider myself a lucky guy when it comes to farm pond access. I partially grew up on my grandparents' farm in northwest Missouri and as a result have gained access to some great ponds to fish. Don't get me wrong, I just got lucky. I'm still riding the good name of my grandma and grandpa and just as when I was little, their generosity continues to bless me.
This brings me to last Sunday. I headed up to the family farm to check some trail cameras and maybe have enough time to fish a little. I admit that I wasn't very excited to hit the water. I didn't have a lot of time on my hands so I didn't even bring a boat. This only diminished my hopes for catching anything other than moss and grass. However, the icing on the cake was the weather conditions. A cold front moved through on Saturday and post front conditions don't exactly get me wound up. Also, I just happened to be hitting the water right around midday. Strike 2. And finally, the only lure I felt confident in throwing from the bannk was a fire tiger spinnerbait. That's it, I was out! No chance in catching anything post front with a fast moving lure in the middle of the day. From this point you can surmise that you have been set up and yes, I caught about a dozen bass with half of them going 2 pounds or larger. Here's some pictures:
The last bass took the kilt of my spinnerbait. I say kilt because I don't even let my lures wear skirts! |
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