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For those of you who may think that I
am more than mortal, this one is for
you. This is fishing on the second Saturday
in June. We had gully washing rain showers
in the week ahead of this. I knew that I would
never get into any of the ponds that I normally
drive to. So it was time to decide what pond
to walk into.
This poses a few problems, as there are a
few folks that I don't want to know what
pond I am going into. If they find out, then
they hit the pond very hard for bass and mess
up the balance that has been established in the
pond. They keep going back until they don't
catch any more decent size bass. Takes a long
time to get the pond back in balance.
I finally decided on a pond and left early
in the morning. Got to the area where the pond
was and found that one field had cows in it.
I don't like to cross fields with those darn
Brama's in it. I went about a mile farther on
and headed for the pond. This way it is a longer
hike, but there are fewer cars that go by this
place.
Got into the pond and the wind started blowing.
The front was not that far away. I did see that
the pond was way up. This pond is used to water
cattle and most of the time is not at the point
where it would overflow. Water was gushing out
of the drain pipe. There was about eight feet of
grass at the edge of the pond that was a foot
deep in water. This grass was about 5 feet
tall. Time to be wet wading. That is part of
the reason that I had an old, old pair of tennis
shoes on. The kind that have more holes that
material in them.
The wind was out of the west. The pond lies in
an east - west orientation. The north side has
trees planted all along the edge. This does not
leave any room to cast. The dam is on the east
end so I started casting from there. I tired 8
different flies with no luck. The water was
looking like coffee with cream in it. I had
visions of being skunked.
I moved to the south shore and started casting.
When I could get the fly out about 30 ft, in the
cross wind, I would get a strike. I did not land
many of these fish. With the huge bow in the line
it was hard to get good hook sets. Also all of
the crappie came up and splashed on the surface. I
had several fish on for a few seconds and then
lost them.
I was going to stay longer, but I heard the
rumble of thunder and said it was time to go.
I did manage to get a dozen gills in. But with
the muddy water and high wind speeds I felt
that this was not too bad. I don't always get a
ton of fish when I go out. I did not get rained
on, but the storms stayed in the area. I was out for
just over an hour, but it is better to be safe.
Hope you can get out on the water. ~ Rick ziegeria@grm.net
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