So, with air temperatures dipping dangerously close to 85 degrees (brr!) and the humidity down to a comfortable 98.2%, I decided to go catch some bass. No, not to try to catch bass. But to catch them. I took advantage of another task-oriented road trip to find myself at one of my favorite late spring fishing holes along the Elk River on Maryland's eastern shore. I have always caught good numbers of fish here in April, May, and June, but I fished here last August, and it was spidery and unproductive. Who cares? I was ready to get on some fish.
|You go first!|
Due to..life...I got there later than I wanted to, but early enough to take advantage of some shade in the deep coves along this shoreline. The mode of attack for this spot is (always) to put small, bright lures very tight up against vegetation in deep water, and then hopefully something exciting happens.
|Who invited you to my|
Oh - fish pictures? Yeah. I got them, too.
|The Joe's Flies Glo-Trout is no joke of a lure, ladies and gents!|
|A fighter, not a lover|