Fished Hay Bay on Sat. AM (relatively hung-over), East end of the bay looked like a mud puddle. Nada. Gave it up, went up to the Napanee River - One - little jack. That put me in place for the plaque with the only fish in the boat. Felt smug, cause everyone else was skunked at the time.
Let's see, we got Drum (lots), White Bass, Big Largemouth, smallies, punkinseeds, perch, pike, kitty cats, and oh yeah, Wayne-O-Mac caught a huge, I mean HUGE, stickfish (those grow on trees and occasionally stick to the bottom of the lake during spawning season, that's where new trees come from, I'm told). No gobies.
Hounded and hounded all that would listen to go down to the Ferry, was vetoed (twice), I continued to whimper, whine, badger, hound, berate and insult until they finally relented. I became easier to live with from that point forward.
Within 15 minutes of getting there, De-Prop gets a 8-11, Mux is out of the plaque running, De-Prop is smug as hell until 10 minutes later when the Snarf lands an 8-12. De-Prop is bitch-slapped by an ounce.
Coincidentally, the previous year the plaque was snatched from my grubby little hands by De-Prop, who bitch-slapped me by an ounce. Hey, what comes around goes around, right?
After a wonderful night of non-stop rain, prior to packing it up, fished again in the mud puddle that's Hay Bay East and landed a 2+.
My guts are sore from laughing so much, we're still pulling seeds and sh!t from the bilge (chipmunk invasion of 2003), I'm still plaqueless (five years in a row). The silliness continues.
Saturday is the opener for Rice Lake. Should be able to catch them in thr river. We've had some years of 50+, limiting in the first hour.
November it is, Jimbo.
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