Last evening, the weatherman called for rain most of the day on Tues, so I had no plans to fish today. However, when I woke up, the sky was blue and the winds were not too strong. After breakfast, I quickly loaded up the gear and drove to Jonas Green park.
Half an hour later I started casting, with the sky still blue. In the first 30 minutes, I caught one 16" pickerel and had at least 5 other bites. One bite attempt left me laughing out loud. I was in 3 ft of water and had just retrieved the lure to boatside. As I lifted the lure out of the water, a fast-moving pickerel jumped clear of the water and tried to hit the lure only 5 ft away from me. It missed -- I just sat there laughing at the spectacle.
Then the weather changed as the front pushed through. The sky became grey, and the wind got stronger. I stayed at it another hour without a single bite. It is frustrating to know exactly where the fish are and know what they have been hitting. But Mother Nature changed the atmospheric pressure as the front came through, effectively silencing the dinner bell.
After that hour I paddled back to the park. The waves were now 1.5 to 2 footers, plus the wind direction had shifted such that I had to paddle into the waves both coming and going. The drizzle started just as I finished loading the kayak into the back of the van. At least I got in 30 minutes of fun fishing this morning.
Half an hour later I started casting, with the sky still blue. In the first 30 minutes, I caught one 16" pickerel and had at least 5 other bites. One bite attempt left me laughing out loud. I was in 3 ft of water and had just retrieved the lure to boatside. As I lifted the lure out of the water, a fast-moving pickerel jumped clear of the water and tried to hit the lure only 5 ft away from me. It missed -- I just sat there laughing at the spectacle.
Then the weather changed as the front pushed through. The sky became grey, and the wind got stronger. I stayed at it another hour without a single bite. It is frustrating to know exactly where the fish are and know what they have been hitting. But Mother Nature changed the atmospheric pressure as the front came through, effectively silencing the dinner bell.
After that hour I paddled back to the park. The waves were now 1.5 to 2 footers, plus the wind direction had shifted such that I had to paddle into the waves both coming and going. The drizzle started just as I finished loading the kayak into the back of the van. At least I got in 30 minutes of fun fishing this morning.
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