So I'm sitting on the recliner all Sunday morning binge reveiwing fishing rods and reels for a new casting pole and decide I don't want to wait for my new rod to go fishing. Why waste a day sitting around when I can be searching for some fish that have been elusive to me this year. A trip that was suppose to be a few hours turned into fishing the rest of the day with no luck until just before sunset. While tossing up shallow with a jig under a bobber I get a bite and set the hook.The fish takes off for deeper water and I think to myself this must be a small bass or mudfish. As it gets closer to the boat I can see it's a NICE Speck. Man that was cool. It's been awhile since I've fished this setup. A few minutes pass before the next bite and hookup with another really NICE fish. By this time the sun is just about gone and the mosquitoes are starting the attempt to lift me from my boat and tote me off. Now that I know about where these fish are maybe I'll come back in the morning and try to catch a few more.

I wake up and head out with cofidence that I know where and how to have a productive day. I decided that I was going to fish an area close to where I caught the NICE fish thoroughly and not abandon my plan. Well, I fished hard until noonish catching only two small throw backs. Although I'm a bit frustrated I've honestly enjoyed the hunt for fish the last two days and think to myself that I've been letting myself get frustrated over the lack of success rather than enjoying the hunt. Now I'm faced with a decision. Go home, or keep trying. Okay, it's time to abandon this shallow water and check deeper. I make a run to some laydowns that I typically fish with success, but have not had this year and pull out my jigging pole. THUMP!! No freaking way!! A keeper!! Great!! I drop the jig back down in the same spot and THUMP!! Awesome!! Another keeper!! Sweet!! I fished the rest of the day at most of my typical spots that have been a let down all year and caught some nice fish. The sun starts going down, I break my entire line on my jigging pole, the mosquitoes start their attempt to carry me off and I decide it's time to go home.

There's no doubt I've had a tough year, but I'd like to think I've learned a lot. I still have a ton to learn and that's the joy/frustration of fishing. Thanks to those that have helped bring back a positive attitude in myself through replies to past post and post in general.

Thank you Crappie.com

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