Took a mental health day and fished Solley's again yesterday morning. Definitely improved my state-of-mind.
I started by trolling out toward the Key bridge again but had no takers. Past the CSX bridge, I pulled over to take a break from paddling and work some structure. On my second cast, my rod nearly snapped in half, giving me a sense of deja-vu from a few weeks ago in Weems. Another channel cat, no doubt. According to my watch, I fought the beast for over 10 minutes - honestly didn't think I was ever gonna get him in. A guy in a small center console actually pulled over to ask if I needed help (he may or may not have heard me cursing the fish as he was going by). After what seemed like an eternity, I finally got the beast close enough to use the handy-dandy net I bought after my last experience. It seemed to help chill the big guy out as I used my pliers to remove the hook and let him swim away. Tough to tell size from the pic, but he was definitely the biggest cat I ever caught and, despite the bad words I said while fighting him, one heck of a lot of fun on a light rod lined with 6-lb test.
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From there, I trolled back and forth for a while between the bridges without any success before heading back up the creek to look for perch around the docks. Picked up a 15" rock on the way then managed a half-dozen or so decent sized white perch before bringing in this beauty:
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My first-ever yellow perch.
Decided after that to try to make it a 5-species day and spent the next hour trying to catch a pickerel with no success. I did catch two more rock though while trolling back to the launch.
I never thought I would say something so old-mannish, but Solley's having port-a-potties is a huge tie-breaker when I'm deciding where to go. I love Weems, but the fact that there's not even a place to beach and pull over can make 5-hour outings get somewhat uncomfortable...
I started by trolling out toward the Key bridge again but had no takers. Past the CSX bridge, I pulled over to take a break from paddling and work some structure. On my second cast, my rod nearly snapped in half, giving me a sense of deja-vu from a few weeks ago in Weems. Another channel cat, no doubt. According to my watch, I fought the beast for over 10 minutes - honestly didn't think I was ever gonna get him in. A guy in a small center console actually pulled over to ask if I needed help (he may or may not have heard me cursing the fish as he was going by). After what seemed like an eternity, I finally got the beast close enough to use the handy-dandy net I bought after my last experience. It seemed to help chill the big guy out as I used my pliers to remove the hook and let him swim away. Tough to tell size from the pic, but he was definitely the biggest cat I ever caught and, despite the bad words I said while fighting him, one heck of a lot of fun on a light rod lined with 6-lb test.
20210916_081400_03.jpg
From there, I trolled back and forth for a while between the bridges without any success before heading back up the creek to look for perch around the docks. Picked up a 15" rock on the way then managed a half-dozen or so decent sized white perch before bringing in this beauty:
20210916_100306.jpg
My first-ever yellow perch.
Decided after that to try to make it a 5-species day and spent the next hour trying to catch a pickerel with no success. I did catch two more rock though while trolling back to the launch.
I never thought I would say something so old-mannish, but Solley's having port-a-potties is a huge tie-breaker when I'm deciding where to go. I love Weems, but the fact that there's not even a place to beach and pull over can make 5-hour outings get somewhat uncomfortable...
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