It has been 54 years since I caught my last smallmouth bass until yesterday. Have to admit, my focus had been elsewhere, but it sure was nice to catch a feisty smallmouth as I drew up the white jig along the rocks. Missed a few too and was fun to see them in attack mode within the last few feet of line retreival. The last ime I caught a small mouth was with my long departed dad in a lake back east. Yesterday brought back a wonderful memory of dad, especially with Fathers Day drawing near.
I belly boated this lake too, and drifted with the wind. But after one lap, the chop got a little aggressive and did shore fishing. It is a fun lake to fish if you are down this way!
