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My Best Bass to Date!

Old 06-08-2009, 09:03 AM
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First let me mention that all my previous fishing consisted of catfish and breem, and that I have never caught a large bass, and by large I mean over 2 lbs., and it has been a goal of mine in the past few months to do that.

The Catch:

The house has been overrun with girls this past weekend so I decided Caden (my 4 almost 5year old son) and I should go use up a little bit of our "guy time". I recently acquired some ZOOMHorny toads by recommendation of Chuck7, and have been ITCHING to give them a tryin my shallow, weed infested,ox-bow lake. A week ago I caught a nice bowfin fish out of a different lake with this Horny Toad (HT), and so Iknew the lure wasdecent. After thinking about my honey hole ox-bow lake, Ihad no doubts that it should/would produce out there. It was justa waitinggame to see when I would have time to getout there.

It was Saturday afternoon, I just finished cutting the yard, and I was ready to get out of the house and ontothe little honey hole of a fishing spot. After loading up, I head to Gander Mountain to pick up the minnows and somePower Pro fishing line that everybody on this site has been talking about recently. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to use thenew fishing line, but my boygot to do some heavily invested minnow fishing .

We get to the little ox-bow lake, unload the jon boat and paddles, andease her gently into the water on the back side of the lake, struggling to keep the noise down and the wake at a minimum. Feel free to kindly insert a picture of 4 year old clamoring about in an aluminum boat with paddles bigger than he is in each hand, hehe. After raising the dead and scaring the living, we get settled in and "quietly" make our way to the designated area. I like this place.It's quiet, rarely a breeze because the trees around us block thewind sufficiently, and it’s just darn pretty. The area is long and narrow, maybe 125-150 feet at its widest part, with a fallen pine tree that stretches 3/4 of the way across this section of the narrow lake, weeds that cover everything but the top foot of water, and weeds/lilly pads that line the banks. Once there, I drop the cinderblock (yes, you read that correctly haha) anchor in the 4-5 feet of water, and get the rods and reels ready for action.

I hook a minnow through the lips for Caden, put a bobber about a foot high from the minnow’s point of attachment,and tell Caden to get ready. The smile is already on his face ashe knows what's coming next.I cast the deliciously decadent fish entree out to where I know some pan fish areawaiting there main course, and then hand the rod and real over to Caden so he can do the rest. I pickup my rod, reel, and attached HT, and give it a goodonce-over to make sure everything is proper.As I reach back to cast, I see the sun glistening off of the water, smooth as glass, look at my boy, and smile.How much better can it get?...... we would soon find out .I finished reaching back, press lightly against the thumb baruntilI feel, almost sense, the click beneath my thumb, then let loose the fury of the H&H rod gripped loosely in my right hand.

I cast from bank to bank, lilly pad to lilly pad, searching for my next spot to cast before my HT even hits the spot I just cast to. The fishing is slow, real slow, and I'm not sure what the reasoning is, maybe we made too much noise getting to our spot, or maybe the fish dined earlier in the evening, I'm just not sure and I'm getting ready to move locations if I don't get anything in the next few casts. There is one more spot to try in this little area though, agapbetween the fallen tree and an area of lilly pads that cover the water to the right of the tree. I cast the HT into the tree and start my retrieve. While watching the lure during the retrieve, I notice the water around it getting busy, a little too busy, and next thing I know, the water burps and its Game On! The fish made the first move, but nowits my turn to counter and I'm looking for a T.K.O. I set the hook and start reeling him in. It’s a nice little fight and its working out well for me. About 10 feet from the boatmy line goes slack and I instantly know what happened....my counter move wasn't asgood as I had hoped and my rival got the best of me and spit out the lure. Touche' oh' liberator of the lure.

Fish 1, Fisherman 0

But WAIT! Caden's bobber disappeared beneath the surface and has plunged into the depths of weedy mayhemwherethe reclusive large mouth bass resides when not trying to embarrass fishermen. After getting Caden tonotice that hisbobberhas taken refuge beneath the water's surface, I quickly jump into spectator mode and start my cheering: "Get em' Bubba, Get em', you got him good, reel that bad boy in, you got him man-handled, he ain’t goin' nowhere, you got him good, NO, NO, NO, don’t look at me, look at the line, No, don’t quit reeling, keep reeling, keep reeling, look at your line and keep reeling, there you go, just like that, you got him good, alright, put him in the boat, good job, Caden, really good job!"

Whew, I don’t know how much energy he put into boating that fish, but I was plumb wore out!

His line got pretty tore up so I cut his line, replaced the hook, loaded another minnow up for departure, and sent him flying towards his destination at the lilly pads.

Caden's fish happened so quickly after mine, that I didn't have a chance to cast again, so I picked up my rod and reel, checked the HT to make sure it was still in presentable fashion, and started casting again. I was so preoccupied with Caden's fishing adventurethatit took me a minute or two toremember getting a bite by the tree just seconds before his catch. So, I reeled in the lure from where I just cast, looked at the tree in the distance and tried to decide where to cast next.

A brief departure from the story is necessary to understand my logic on this next cast: A classic (old wore out piece of crap)Bass Master's book I have mentions throwing weedless lizards and frogs into trees and letting them fall out of the trees and into the water to mimic a frog or lizard that has lost its footing and fallen to the water's surface. Tree-check, Water-Check, Frog-Check, lets give it a try.

So I cast the weedless frog to the top of the tree,hit it a little lower than expected, andwind up inthe tree about 2 feet up from the water. I let the frog dangle from one of the branches with the front of the frog in contact for a few seconds, wiggling him in place a little bit, and then hop him over the branch of the fallen tree, and into the water. I immediately start to twitch the frog hoping for the best. I don’t get but one twitch in beforethe water boiled into a rage then exploded with the energy of an atom smasher. As if on que, dark,looming clouds converged upon our location, thunder rolled, 20 mph winds howled at my nerves, and the world stopped revolving, all to signify the start of an epic battle between man and bass.

After the viscous attack of my lure, I must admit that I actually paused and surrendered myself to a brief moment of hesitation. Was this one for the history books, one to pass on to the grandchildren as a bed time story, or was this gonna be the “One that Got Away”? It wasn’t long before I snapped out of my coma and man’d up to the challenge. If that bass wants to take my lure, that’s fine, he doesn’t know what’s in store for him, ‘cause It’s on Like Donkey Kong now!

I yanked back on my rod with all the forces possibly contained within one man, and I sent that hook home where it belonged. I thought to myself, “he’s gonna be poopin’ sideways for a month after a hook set like that”. No worries though, the fish was firmly attached to one end of the fishing line, and I was firmly attached to the other, now it was a battle for survival. The fish took off to the left like a raped ape and I held on for dear life. There was no under water structure to the left other than weeds and I wasn’t worried about getting snagged, so I just let him run without reeling him in, just to let himself wear out a little before starting my retrieval process. However, using his telepathy (we all know the big ones can read our minds) he interpreted what I was thinking, made an abrupt 180 and made a run for it to the underwater tree. DANG! I held the tip high with all my might, and started reeling for all I was worth. I reeled in just enough, just in time, to keep him a few feet away from the tree brush, and buy myself a little time. He had other thoughts though, and he wasn’t done with me yet. He charged my john boat with every ounce of his blistering bass speed, trying to get enough slack in the line to spit out what he mistakenly took for a delicious morsel of toad. But I knew his game, I knew his strategy, I knew it ‘oh too well, and it wasn’t gonna work for him this time. I was in control of this match and I wasn’t gonna play Gilligan to his Skipper. I reeled in my line with such voracity that it would make Terrell Owens envious. Mr. Bass quickly understood the error of his ways and tried to regroup his thoughts, but I wasn’t having any of it today, he was mine, and he knew it. But wait, what’s he doing now, I’ve seen this before, but not to this extent, OH NO!!!!! I look out across the water and see this majestic giant of a bass shoot straight up out of the water with every bit of the water effects that go along with Old Faithful’s clockwork eruption, and watch hopelessly as Mr. Bass thrashes about in mid air, disparagingly tossing about as he uses his last trump card to rid himself of this burden. Even with all his cunning ability and brute strength, he fails. Gravity pulls this rocket bass back to earth and into the water with the lure still securely attached to its post, and with one less ounce of “oomph” within the bass’ body.

The fight continues for a while longer, but not with the epic proportions that it originated with, and slowly but surely the bass is brought to the boat and put on the stringer with the bass that Caden caught earlier. The war was waged, the battle fought, and the victor declared. Sensing the tide of war was ebbing, the winds die down, the clouds depart, and the thunder is no where to be heard. The water surface has returned to its original glass like smooth surface without a ripple to be seen, and the crickets start to sing their songs. I lean back as far as I can without tipping the john boat, look up at the sky, and smile. Just a short simple gesture to express the feelings experienced when everything culminates together to create the perfect fish and the perfect catch.

Was it as glorious an event as others have described? A resounding Yes spews forth from my psyche at the mere thought of that catch. Thanks to all that have helped me get this far with the answers to all the questions that I have asked.



Sorry for the bad picture. I have nl clue how much the bass weighed. It was 20.75 inches long


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Old 06-08-2009, 10:14 AM
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Great story..great fish..I'd estimate your fish to be 5 pounds..
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Old 06-08-2009, 10:27 AM
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5 lbs. is huge to me, haha, by far the best bass i have caught. Glad you decided to shine some light on the secret lure, lol, it has brought in 2 of my biggest fish in less than 3 weeks time

ps some of thefish battledescirptions might have been exaggerated a tad,
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Old 06-08-2009, 05:06 PM
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great story with a great fish too
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Old 06-09-2009, 01:01 PM
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Great story and a big fish to.Congrats!!!!

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Old 07-17-2009, 01:08 PM
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NIce fish Aaron.{-:
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Old 07-17-2009, 05:06 PM
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Congrats and nice story to.. I am glad you was able to land that one..Good Luck and lets see a few more..
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Again...good fish partner (-;
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Old 03-02-2012, 10:18 AM
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Nice fish gangly enjoyed the story as well
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