Bob with a nice Farrington Lake white perch.
When: Monday, July 25th, from 6:30pm to 8pm
Where: Farrington Lake
What: Bass fishing with topwaters, stickbaits and soft-plastics
Weather: Rain. Only 70-degrees. N to NW wind 5mph
Moon: Waning. 5 days before new.
Water Conditions: Fairly clear.
Times like this remind me to make sure that I meet as many people possible while I'm doing this.
When I got home from work on Monday, I wasn't too happy with the proposition of hitting another Union County lake. I thought that maybe the rain and clouds would have the bass moving around and feeding, so, I headed to Farrington Lake.
On my way down to Middlesex County, it started pouring. Since I had been watching the radar though, I kind of expected it. After I parked my car, I put on my rain jacket, grabbed my pretty-much-waterproof bag and set out to do some fishing. I tossed a bunch of different lures and waded up to my shorts to find where fish might be holding, however, despite baitfish breaking the surface all around me, there did not seem to be many predators eating them. Farrington Lake continues to make me scratch my head a little, and while I was fishing, I was pretty sure that's what my blog was going to be about.
Then I met Bob.
As I was trying to catch a bass or maybe even a pike, I saw Bob on the bridge catching crappie after crappie. I walked-by and waved, and on my way back stopped to talk to him.
Bob is a man after my own heart.
Bob is retired and fishes 300 days a year. He also keeps a log book of everything he catches. So far this year he has caught over 1500 crappie (15 of them while I was standing there), 147 bass and 143 pickerel; all from Farrrington Lake, Dallenbach Lake and ice fishing on Davidson's Mill Pond.
Bob's a ringer.
I asked Bob if I could take a picture of him for my website and he obliged. After that, we stood there in the rain talking about fishing, ice fishing and.......err......fishing. Neither of us seemed to care much that we were getting drenched.
When I left, Bob was still catching fish. He taught me a thing or two about catching crappie, and even though I don't fish for panfish often, I think I'm going to go back to Farrington Lake and try it.......
..............and to say "hello" to Bob.