I decided to hit up Antero this past Friday. I got off to a bit of a rough start though...after arriving later than I had hoped I got my kayak unloaded and started wheeling it out of the parking lot on the south end of the lake. Here's where the bad starts...I'm about 50 feet from where I'm going to launch from and one of the tires on my landing gear sinks into one of the soft sandy gopher holes and flips my kayak! Honestly its a lot better than flipping on the water but it dumped all of my gear and luckily none of my rods were broken or damaged. Got everything loaded back up and got on the water.
I wanted to troll out to that first island and planned on fishing off of the point and shallow flat...not more than 100 feet off the bank I get a vicious strike on my jerkbait. Good right? Nope, somehow the fish hit at a perfect angle and ripped the rod right out of my rod holder! It kinda looked like that scene from Jaws when he pulls that barrels under for the first time. Spent about 30 minutes looking and dragging lures thru that area with no luck. My combo was gone...so if anyone fins a 7' medium Eagle Claw Kayak series rod with a pfleuger supreme on it, please let me know!
I trolled spoons and a jerkbait on the flats and picked up a couple 15-17" bows before I decided to move to some water that I haven't hit before. So I headed up towards Antero Island and that's when the wind picked up a good bit. I fished the south side of the island and picked up a couple of dinks before I decided to move over to the "sheltered" side of the island. That's where the Good really kicked in.
I decided to let the wind just push me around while I casted and that's when I started to really get on the fish. The first few drifts I was able to put about 4-5 fish per drift in the boat with most in the 17-18" range and one absolute tank that came in at 23.25" all on tazmanian devils. The slower that I reeled them in the better. And it seemed that as long as I stayed between 5 and 7 feet and there was some kind of weeds they were biting. After a couple of hours running this pattern I moved back towards my launch for one last ditch effort to find my rod to no avail, but I did pick up dinner...I felt like if the lake gets to keep my rod then I could bring home a 17" bow for the table.
Overall I put 30+ fish in the boat and had about another 10 come loose at the boat. I headed home just after noon.