When: Sunday, April 13th, from 3pm to 4pm
What: Fishing for fish for my fish tank
Weather: Mostly cloudy, breezy, warm. 82 degrees, SW wind at 18mph and gusting to 25mph.
Barometric Pressure: 29.98in (was 30.02in at 2pm, slowly falling)
Relative Humidity: 31%Sunrise: 6:21am
Moon: Waxing, day before full
Water Conditions: Stained and rotten.
I wasn't planning on doing any fishing on Sunday.
We had dinner reservations at 5:30pm for Berto's birthday (Happy Birthday Berto!!!), and since we had breakfast plans with Uncle Stanley and a bunch of errands, fishing was not on the radar.
However, seeing as my lovely wife was off doing female things like shopping and getting her nails done, and seeing that we had a fish tank that was still waiting for fish, I decided to go out to my favorite mud pit for an hour to see if I could score a pet.
It turned out to be one of the most interesting hours of fishing in my life.
Now, I can't give away my location, but said mud pit is filled with fish. It's fairly shallow, very small and you would never think to actually go fishing there. I go here for a "sure thing" when I can't catch fish anywhere else. I was actually there a few days prior, and although I could see hundreds of carp, bass, goldfish, suckers and sunfish in the water, none of them would eat.
Sunday was a different story.
I got bit early and often, landing 5 carp, a bullhead and a mutant goldfish in less than an hour. I missed many more bites too.
Then I caught something that I would NEVER have expected to see in my favorite little mud hole.
A frickin' brown trout.
This spot is obviously not stocked with trout, but since I believe it gets overflow when the Rahway River gets flooded, it has that "you never know" kind of quality to it.
I had no idea what this was I reeled it in and saw it splashing on the surface, and was amazed when I took it out of the water.
I took home a tiny carp and the tiny bullhead for my tank and named them Big Ern and Munson respectively. Sadly, Big Ern does not look very comfy and will be returned to said mud pit today.
All this aside, this was one of the most action-packed and bizarre hours of fishing that I have had in Union County. A couple of the carp were good-sized and put up a nice fight on light tackle.
Maybe I'll have to see what other kind of oddities I can pull out of there when I liberate Big Ern.