Below Dam 4 on the Potomac River. |
This might be one of my favorite sections on the Potomac because it has quite a few different types of water in such an easy accessible section of the river. The water just below the dam is slow moving, and that leads into a fast section of rapids. Then there's a very large point 50 yards below the dam that protrudes into the fast breaks to create a couple pools (one of the pools only seems to hold decent fish when water temps are in the 30s). After the breaks, there's a slower section with a hidden rocky bottom. A bit further down, a small point that's barely noticeable leads out into deeper (three to four feet) water.
First fish of the day. |
While the Z-Man worms have been great, it has almost been too easy to catch fish with them. Next trip to the Potomac, I may leave them home. On the Little Patuxent or more challenging waters, they will probably stay in the arsenal.
That being said, I switched to a BPS Teaser Tube in a red/blood color and had a nice strike on the first or second cast. The fish was hooked briefly but Houdini'ed its' way free. And that was it -- no action at all for 10 to 15 minutes.
Since the water was fairly deep at this point and snags shouldn't be a problem, I tied on a Rapala Shadow Rap. These have also been really good at hooking fish, but I haven't used them much because the water has been low on my last several outings to the Potomac and Little Patuxent.
Smallmouth in the 12+ range. |
No action after that with the Shadow Rap and went to the surface with a topwater Arbogast Jitterbug in black. This is one I haven't used much but caught a few largemouths with them as a kid fishing an Iowa sand pit. No such luck this time, not even a strike. Usually I get some action on topwaters, especially this time of day with the sun going down.
Like the Rapala Shadow Rap, I went back to another lure I have had success with in the past but haven't used recently. Some say it's made with bits of other fish and sea-going creatures. Others say it's sprinkled with the dust of 1,000 dead snakeheads. To me, it's just called The Secret Weapon.
The Secret Weapon wasn't going so hot either until I moved upriver right below the dam. After a few casts, there was a hit before a fast rocky section, and it was a cookie-cutter smallmouth. This was fish number eight.
A few minutes later, there was another hit on the end of the line. This felt different -- it wasn't a big fish, but it didn't feel like a smallmouth either.
It ...
... was ...
Mr. Whiskers! |
That was it for the day.
Today I went here:
The White House Green Room. |
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