|Steve with the evening's only bass, caught on a Rat-L-Trap|
The air was hot and sunny and the fish weren't as cooperative as I'd have liked, but then again, you make do with what you have (and at the moment I write this post, I "have" no kayak or canoe, as previously noted).
I was really interested to meet Steve because we hunt and fish the same areas (identical spots, in some cases), and being involved in Maryland's conservation "community" so to speak, we know a lot of the same people. I'd seen his blog posts a few times, and I knew we'd have some worthwhile conversation. And any good southerner values a good conversation.
We started off on the spillway, catching crappie, sunfish, and trying to annoy some huge gizzard shad (as I did in my last visit here in May, 2011). Eventually we moved over to the lake, wondering if any bass would be cruising around in the shadows. Conversation varied among some pretty divisive topics in conservation politics right now - from Pebble Mine, to the Hudson Farm case, to the Clean Water Restoration Act. I am happy to report that Steve
I was pretty engrossed in the conversation, which means that I missed several decent fish that tried to run off with my lures. Far too early in the evening, we had to call it quits and were already making detailed plans for our next outing (which should actually involve my new kayak, one way or the other!). It's always great to make the acquaintance of another blogger, and even better when that person is someone who has their head screwed on straight and who has a pragmatic vision of how things should look and work in this world. Whether we all agree with each other on the solutions to the pressing issues of the day is one thing; whether we can enjoy each other's company on the water while appreciating each other's depth of thought on the topic is quite another. And quite welcome in these parts.
|Oh gizzard shad, why must you taste so horrible?|