I guess George Harrison was correct when he wrote that all good things must pass. We had been having a reasonably stable weather pattern for a few days and it was making the crankbait bite pick up considerably. Sunday it seems that all changed.
My wife had threatened me with bodily harm and all sorts of unnamed intents if I didn't get back into church with her Sunday. We went to church then out to our favorite Chinese restaurant for a great lunch (along with 1/2 the population of an unnamed country just to our south). She was going to be busy all afternoon so I got hold of Quackrstackr to see if he could hit the lake for a few hours.
The weather was pretty nasty down his way in Murray but not in my area near the north end of KY Lake. We launched at 3PM and almost instantly started getting winds and rain sprinkles. Since neither of us are spring chickens and have both gotten our butts wet on numerous occasions, we hung in there. The only problem seemed to be the weather was affecting the crappie bite much more than it was affecting us. The fish were where I have been finding them but they lock-jawed.
We dragged our best offerings for several miles but it just wasn't going to be the type of outing I had been having. We did end up with a couple examples of Ky Lake's finest.
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This guy decided to take on a crank on 100 feet of line along a sharp curvy drop. To say it was a fiasco would be a huge understatement. Obviously it had taken lessons on tangling multiple lines from the local catfish and drums. We ended up with 6 of our 8 lines tangled up in knots but got the smallmouth to the net. This is not the 5 pounder I had always set as my goal to mount but it is going on the wall anyway. We got a ton of laughs out of the predicament.
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