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I received some Christmas cash before the holiday and ordered up a Amazon cheapo offshore starter for the tow rig. The starter wasn’t to be delivered until the New Year. With Todd being out of pocket, my weekend fishing options were not very promising. I was at work yesterday when I got the news. I was overjoyed to hear that the starter was on my doorstep.
I rushed home, crawled under the truck and started wrenching. Fortunately, this F-150 came equipped with the exclusive Ford under carriage external lubrication system (UCELS) that prevents rusted fasteners by leaking every possible automotive fluid into a grimy thick protective coating that eases the maintenance. Ten minutes later the truck is firing right up and I start loading charged boat batteries and trolling motors into the truck bed.
Further preparations involved spooling line on to my other Christmas present, a right hand Shimano SLX DC 150XG. I mounted the chipped reel on a brand new All*Star 7’ MF and tied on a feather light Yozuri jerk bait. I checked the weather and the ABF reports. I decided the SW wind and lock-jawed Decker bass indicated a trip to Bastrop.
I drove 50mph down bucolic 95, avoiding the SH130 death race. Cotton gleamed white as snow through the Blackland Prairie until I turned on 1441 and cruised between the towering loblollies of the Lost Pines. I pulled into a deserted North Shore Park at 6:30AM. I readied the Pond Prowler, put on some warm clothes and shoved off. This lake is sublimely beautiful. I had to pause and snap a pic. It took an hour to get bit, finally boating a fish with the new “smart” reel, yea buddy! I made my normal loop and wound up on the mainlake hump. On my way there a friendly boater asked me how I was doing and wished me a Happy New Year. I zig-zag graphed the hump and located some hydrilla and set the anchor. I cast out the jika rig and sighed. What a beautiful day!
My serenity was shattered by a large CC coming out of the sun on a collision course. Yup, it was GW, so I reeled in the lure. I was pulling up the anchor when GW began the interrogation. I interrupted him to explain that I was pulling the anchor because the last time he checked me his partner’s rough handling of the anchored 10’ Prowler caused me to fall in the boat. He said it wasn’t him, whatever. I understand he’s doing his job, but I’m still annoyed like hell to come off my spot. I dutifully and politely showed him my PFD and fishing license.
He chased off to his next subject (the friendly boater who proceeded to chat up GW for at least a half an hour, LOL) and I was left to try and re-establish my boat on the hump. I gave up and went to the dam pocket. I grinded along the dam, jerking and worming but could not get another bite. The wind gusted up and I let it blow me to the ramp. I caught one on jerk bait, one on TR straight-tail, two on WW senko and seven on JR beaver so it was worth the trip. Water temp 62.5°F near the dam. Lots of eelgrass and hydrilla. Off at noon.
I rushed home, crawled under the truck and started wrenching. Fortunately, this F-150 came equipped with the exclusive Ford under carriage external lubrication system (UCELS) that prevents rusted fasteners by leaking every possible automotive fluid into a grimy thick protective coating that eases the maintenance. Ten minutes later the truck is firing right up and I start loading charged boat batteries and trolling motors into the truck bed.
Further preparations involved spooling line on to my other Christmas present, a right hand Shimano SLX DC 150XG. I mounted the chipped reel on a brand new All*Star 7’ MF and tied on a feather light Yozuri jerk bait. I checked the weather and the ABF reports. I decided the SW wind and lock-jawed Decker bass indicated a trip to Bastrop.
I drove 50mph down bucolic 95, avoiding the SH130 death race. Cotton gleamed white as snow through the Blackland Prairie until I turned on 1441 and cruised between the towering loblollies of the Lost Pines. I pulled into a deserted North Shore Park at 6:30AM. I readied the Pond Prowler, put on some warm clothes and shoved off. This lake is sublimely beautiful. I had to pause and snap a pic. It took an hour to get bit, finally boating a fish with the new “smart” reel, yea buddy! I made my normal loop and wound up on the mainlake hump. On my way there a friendly boater asked me how I was doing and wished me a Happy New Year. I zig-zag graphed the hump and located some hydrilla and set the anchor. I cast out the jika rig and sighed. What a beautiful day!
My serenity was shattered by a large CC coming out of the sun on a collision course. Yup, it was GW, so I reeled in the lure. I was pulling up the anchor when GW began the interrogation. I interrupted him to explain that I was pulling the anchor because the last time he checked me his partner’s rough handling of the anchored 10’ Prowler caused me to fall in the boat. He said it wasn’t him, whatever. I understand he’s doing his job, but I’m still annoyed like hell to come off my spot. I dutifully and politely showed him my PFD and fishing license.
He chased off to his next subject (the friendly boater who proceeded to chat up GW for at least a half an hour, LOL) and I was left to try and re-establish my boat on the hump. I gave up and went to the dam pocket. I grinded along the dam, jerking and worming but could not get another bite. The wind gusted up and I let it blow me to the ramp. I caught one on jerk bait, one on TR straight-tail, two on WW senko and seven on JR beaver so it was worth the trip. Water temp 62.5°F near the dam. Lots of eelgrass and hydrilla. Off at noon.