A nice redbreast sunfish. |
Which is what I did -- make my own trail. Through the brush and thorns and along the fence of a storage facility, and I finally made it to the river.
The action was pretty good as soon as I hit the water. I tried a Hubs Chub and had several rises, but nothing managed to snag the two treble hooks on the lure. It looked like sunfish pecking at the lure, but you never know what lies beneath.
After no hookups on the topwater, I switched to a Z-Man TRD Finesse Worm, and the frenzy was on. At least for the sunfish. Within about 15 minutes, I caught three redbreast sunfish and a little smallmouth bass. One of the sunfish was bigger than the normal ones I always catch -- hand sized.
Chocolate milk tastes great, but fish don't think so. |
The water kept on flowing like this with no end in sight. Soon, the whole river was a cloudy mess.
Instead of two or three feet of clarity, it became zero feet. |
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