Like the call of a Siren, the thought of hoards of spawning white bass seeking the clean oxygenated waters of the creeks feeding local lakes draws the fisherman like ducks to a junebug...
It drives thim out of bed early on a Saturday morning in early March to get to the water early.
Paul & I were determined to get up and on the water by daylight so that meant my alarm would be set for 3:30AM.
It was pretty cool but promised to be a beautiful day.
The following pictures tell the tale - it was fun even if i did lose a stringer of fish. We did catch enough for a tasty meal and had a great 5-mile float down the East Fork.

Foggy Launch

Paul gets into the fish early

Cypress

Paul's creation catches fish!

This crappie fell for a chartreuse Micro Grub

The Happy Crappie

The Lost Stringer
I don't want to talk about it......

Largemouth Bass

Appaloosa Catfish

Fishy Tankwell
With God's blessings we had a great day of fishing.
2 comments:
Looking good from where I'm sitting, It won't be long until spring arrives up here, right? I must say I'm quite taken with the nice clear flowing water, just right for making Beer.
That was a great trip. It is a nice float and we will have to do it again soon...white bass or no white bass!
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