Validating the Cure

10 hours yesterday in a guide boat (friend of a friend freebie)... nothing on my rod. i think its me...

That's the same thing i think during fall Chinook....

Mark

Well Done! You really did sacrifice a fishing pole to appease the fish gods, didn't you?

Scott

Mark

Well Done! You really did sacrifice a fishing pole to appease the fish gods, didn't you?

Scott

Where did you get that idea?


BTW: I'm looking for a good cheap replacement for a brand new 6'6" Diawa Fast Action Baitcasting rod if anybody has any ideas for me.....

Mark

Well Done! You really did sacrifice a fishing pole to appease the fish gods, didn't you?

Scott

Where did you get that idea?


BTW: I'm looking for a good cheap replacement for a brand new 6'6" Diawa Fast Action Baitcasting rod if anybody has any ideas for me.....

Just go back to where you were (or at least the same body of water), put out a line, and I'm sure you'll bring it in within 20 minutes with the first springer you hook and it'll have another on the end of its line as well. 

Weren't you supposed to be fishing with me last weekend?  Maybe it was the weekend before...
One of these days my friend.....
-Spot-

Actually, it was the weekdayz before that. You remember, when the river was completely blown out after the rain?
But that's' not exactly "springer green" water in your pic though either. Face it, you got the mojo man.




BTW: I know you put your time in, but you just make it look sooooo easy.   

I, like the rest of you, wanted to know if Friday was just a fluke.  So, I met up with my back-packing buddy at O'dark:30 for another try.  It was a beautiful, warm morning and I couldn't help but notice all the dogwoods coming into bloom as I made my way to the car.

The morning was fairly uneventfull.  To say the bite was slow would be an understatement, especially after the good bite I saw on Friday.  It was scratch fishing at best and I only counted 3 hookups by the PB'ers by noon. 

After a pee break and some nourishment we were back on troll against a fairly heavy current.  Progress was less than .5MPH and I opted for a 6oz. weight to ensure I was in the zone. 

Looking up at the shore I silently remarked to myself that I'd hooked a few fish in this location.  And, as if on queue, my rod starts a slowly throb.  "No Way..."  Yup!  Throb, throb....BENDO!  Ka Ching!  Chrome lovin' flopping around in my lap.

Further on, as I was looking for a good chance to cross to the other side, a large offshore fishing boat comes barreling toward me looking to shoot the gap between me and the small dingy style boat <30 feet to my left.  Sure as $#!T, though there was no traffic on the other side, they came flying between us in their deep V, grinning from ear to ear. 

I screamed a choice profanity at them as they cruised by and they instantly dropped off plane, acting as though it was my fault....  Before I could address them though, I had to swing into the foaming 3' wake and by the time I could turn back to them, they were back on plane, wearing the same stupid grins....  But I digress....

Every time that I side slip across a river from one side to the other, I wonder if it's possible to hook a fish that way.  I think I was wondering that as I made my way more latterally than forward when..... wait for it.....  wait for it...... wait for it...... Throb...throb...throb.. BENDO!!!!

I was loving the walk back to my car with a limit on the clip!  Every jaw dropped and even the fish checker was beside herself.   
Most boats had scratched up maybe 1 fish for 4 rods today and the kayak guy checked a limit.    When I asked what the score for the day was, the gal from DFW smiled and said, "You just doubled it!"



-Spot-

Dude. You are the frickin springer master. I've been out with a guide on a PB and a friend in a PB this year below I-5 on the Col. and been skunked both times.

Must be the hat!   

Must be the hat!   

Yeah, gotta be the hat....