Lanark 9/30 (Photo Intensive)
Posted: September 30th, 2006, 11:53 pm
Phenomenal day today. Left the house at 8:00 after breakfast with my girls. Gassed up boat and truck and on the water at 10:00. Hit a flat along 98 that was colored and didn't look right. Saw one fish and decided to find some better water. Headed west and started to ease down a bank that produced last fall. Five minutes and no signs of fish. Then I see a mass of shapes coming down the bar. Reds. Big top slot reds. I wait for them to get in range and fire a long cast. A big fish lunges at the fly and misses. He keeps coming and finally inhales the bug. While he is buzzing into my backing I grab the camera and try to get a shot of his schoolmates. Hard to tell but there's probably 50 fish in this shot:
A couple more minutes and I have my first red of the day:
The fish started to show in ones and twos for the next two hours. If the fly was anywhere near a fish, he'd eat.
Every time I hooked a fish, a second fish would ultimately slide into casting range. I got fed up and this ensued:
Foolish and stupid but the yield was alright:
I decide that this piece of water deserves a second drift so I push off the flat and crank up to loop around. As I'm idling through 5-6 feet of water, the surface explodes with pompano skipping in my wake. Motor off, bean head jig tipped with fish bite prompty tied on spinning rod, and cast fired into aftermath. I let the jig sink and bounce it once and get hammered. Pompano 1 in livewell. Five more joined him and another 8 were sent home.
This guy sat up front and enjoyed the pomp firedrill.
It's now 2:00 and the tide is about at its bottom. I got two more reds on the same flat and then ran to a couple more to see if anything was shaking. Not to be. On the trailer at 4:00. Tally for the day: 15-20 reds and 14 pompano.
I believe we are in for an insane month of fishing fellas.
A couple more minutes and I have my first red of the day:
The fish started to show in ones and twos for the next two hours. If the fly was anywhere near a fish, he'd eat.
Every time I hooked a fish, a second fish would ultimately slide into casting range. I got fed up and this ensued:
Foolish and stupid but the yield was alright:
I decide that this piece of water deserves a second drift so I push off the flat and crank up to loop around. As I'm idling through 5-6 feet of water, the surface explodes with pompano skipping in my wake. Motor off, bean head jig tipped with fish bite prompty tied on spinning rod, and cast fired into aftermath. I let the jig sink and bounce it once and get hammered. Pompano 1 in livewell. Five more joined him and another 8 were sent home.
This guy sat up front and enjoyed the pomp firedrill.
It's now 2:00 and the tide is about at its bottom. I got two more reds on the same flat and then ran to a couple more to see if anything was shaking. Not to be. On the trailer at 4:00. Tally for the day: 15-20 reds and 14 pompano.
I believe we are in for an insane month of fishing fellas.
ALMOST 
another banner day for ya 
