The week prior was physically demanding for this OG (old guy). Ending with the OG/YG face-off I was on the water five out of eight days. I’m giving myself a break until I fish at Cedar Bluffs, KS this weekend. It won’t be a complete break as I’ve a number of things to attend to, including getting ready to fish.
Having said that, as I left work Monday evening the receptionist commented to me, “No fishing tonight, I see.” “What do you mean,” I queried, as I’d not visited with her all day. “Oh, the weather,” she commented. “You don’t fish when it’s like this, do you?” My response was, “You’re correct. I’m not fishing tonight, but weather has nothing to do with it.”
Then this morning when I looked outside at a relatively calm morning with a gentle rain, I was sorely tempted to call in sick and head out for the water. There’s little doubt in my mind the fishing would be excellent. If nothing else, there’s a good chance I wouldn’t need both hands to count the number of anglers on the water and I expect recreational boaters would be nil, nadda, zilch, . . . That alone would have made it worthwhile.
I don’t know about you, but my experiences fishing during “stormy” weather, clouds, breezes, rain, snow, most anything short of gale force winds, have been mostly outstanding. I’m sure there are many reasons this is so, not the least of which is having all the water to oneself. Low air pressure is said to put fish in a feeding mood. I’m sure when the waters are roiled up; big fish have a competitive advantage over smaller fish. Breezes/waves often concentrate food items for bait fish, attracting them and their predators. The list goes on.
So as I set here looking out the window I’m bemoaning the fact I can’t get out and take advantage of the situation. It’s my sincerest hope you we’re able to get out. If so, make me jealous and tell me about it.