Did you get to go fishing during this brutal cold? No? That makes two of us. The river is full of ice, the ponds frozen over with a glaze of ice, and the wind has been brutal. I hear it’s going to be a nice little warm spell this weekend. Just maybe the ice will disappear and I can wet a line. I’ve got a few new lures I am just waiting to throw to some big bass. My reels are lubed up and ready, preventative maintenance complete.
I love to talk fishing, which is no secret. Sharing information with others and learning from them. Luckily, I have many friends here that love to talk fishing. I especially love talking to others about the older lures and equipment. Some before my time, but are true bass catchers. The Crème Lures worm, the Jitterbug, Lucky 13, Hula Popper and those that I have never heard of. Some of these tried and true lures are still available today and still produce. Some are no longer wooden, but the modern plastics and some are still the same. The newest designs, which just seem impossible. And the ones that make you wonder what were they thinking. A great time to remember your childhood and all the fun you had learning to use that new lure.
Just before all this sweet snow arrived, I managed to slide out and do a little fishing on Martin Luther King Day. I had planned to slide down to Wilna Pond, but having to stop in town, a change was necessary. So I drove East on Route 3 out of Warsaw past the Intermediate School to Totuskey Creek. Even being the holiday, I had to whole area to myself.
Visions of catfish and bass danced in my head, as I have caught both right under the bridge. And the stories of big pikes and big catfish being landed there really make you wish for the pleasant surprise. But it wasn’t to be, as I failed to get the first hookset. As I had been searching and changing baits, I was given the best treat of the day. Mr. Jarred Brown…
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