One of these days I'll take a photo of me straining and stretched out in a long cast off the front of a dock with "To Thermocline and Beyond!" as the caption to drive your point home.I sorta got to smile at those who come out on a fishing dock and then cast away from it. The dock itself is one of the most important pieces of the local structure, forming a very obvious path from deep to shallow, if it is placed correctly and stretches out pass the outside weed line. Yet a whole bunch of folks march right out to the end of it and then cast even farther away from it. For the most part they then just stand around and wait, and wait, and wait until they finally pack it in. From some of the deeper docks they actually cast out and through the thermocline, all they get for that is dead minnows.
Father's Day was a "Quest for a Good Dock" at a number of Three Rivers Park lakes out west.
The first we visited was a local favorite catch & release lake, that sported a dock full of sucker soakers, and no real shore fishing or wading opportunities.
The second had an accessible section that although nice bass habitat close to the shoreline in one section, it was thicker towards the lake and the motorist weren't feeling brave with their Minnkotas. Since my son wanted to get into the water and fish that day, we did so. His eyes about popped out of his head when a 3.5-4.0 pound bass launched itself completely out of the water to get first dibs on his Super Frog.
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A little paranoid about taking photos with my phone while in the water, and a slowing of the bite after while, we dried off, and were off to investigate another potential spot.
Our third lake had a dock the wasn't placed well at all [well, not in regards to providing much for fishing opportunity with how the weed growth was, and it's access underneath or around it from the beginning to the end of it.] That, and the fact that it started raining hard, had us heading off, looking for another "Spot La Hot."
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Our final spot [before having to go home for a baseball game that had a 95% chance of being rained out], ended up having a nice placement and some big bluegills, random bass and pike, and a crappie every cast. We didn't find any crappies over 7", but it was pretty entertaining for the little guy. We headed back out after the game was called, with a sandwich in our bellies, to see if something a little larger would move in as the day came to a close. We pulled in to find the dock inhabited by a bunch of teenagers being teenagers [calling it fishing would be stretching it a little], and a family who's Dad had more stories and opinions than both of my Grandfathers put together. Nice enough, but "Oh Brother," There are only so many 3lb crappie stories I can handle : )
We didn't seen any bigger Crappie move in to this area before we had to head in. I am always amazed at the iridescence on these fish though. Yes, it not bright and flashy like a dolphin fish or tuna, but I enjoy the color display non the less.
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Maybe we can get out Thursday and find something a little larger, but having a full day of fishing in and out of the water, ending with a couple bedtime stories from "Chicken Soup for the Fisherman's Soul," left the little guy with a big smile, even with the small crappies.


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