This greedy bass (thanks for that Dan) slammed a Thunderstick on my lunch.
When: Tuesday, April 10th, from 1pm to 1:30pm
Where: The D & R Canal
What: Bass fishing
Weather: A few clouds, 60 degrees, W wind at 9mph and gusting 21mph
Barometric Pressure: 29.71in and steady
Relative Humidity: 26%
Moon: Waning, 3 days after full
Water Conditions: Stained
I would really like to know how many dollars worth of lures I've donated to trees and underwater brushpiles and rocks since I started this adventure. Not to mention the shoebox full of busted lures and the miles of fishing line I've gone through over the last 11 months.
This has turned out to be a costly endeavor.
Thank God I had been stockpiling for a few years. And thank goodness I have no desire to replace any of them. Even if I did, I've already dedicated the "fishing portion" of my disposable income to musky tackle. So, for the price of a the Bomber Long A that is sitting on a log in the canal right now, I can wait to to lose three more and buy an 8-inch Big Fork Sand Cat instead.
Or something like that.
I actually came pretty close to losing the Storm Thunderstick in the picture above when I lobbed a cast too high and the wind took it into a tree. Luckily I got it out, and caught that bass on the next toss.
You can't lose 'em all.