I was talking to a friend at work tonight that lives at Buckville on Lake Quachita. I was showing him some pics of the PVC crappie structures that "Tacobender" builds.
He was telling me how bad the moss grows down to about 25 feet. He didn't get to fish much this spring with work and illnesses but he told me about a particular outing that he and his wife shared.
He said that they had crappie fished up to about 11:00 without any luck. They ducked into a cove to eat lunch and get out of the wind. Bob said he didn't want to have to stay on the trolling motor so they tied up to this one stump. The water in this cove was about 40 feet deep in the middle and was fed by a runoff. He said that he turned around and was sitting on the deck so that he could use the ice chest as a table. While his wife was cutting up the summer sausage or whatever they had to eat Bob said that he cast out a Red/White jig and counted down to about 6 and started retrieving. He felt a slight tick but didn't think much of it until he started feeling resistance. He boated a nice 15 inch crappie.
As he slipped it into the livewell his wife said that that was a fluke. Bob made an identical cast and caught another one. Needless to say Betty put the lunch down and started fishing.
When it was all said and done they had a limit apiece (40 total) of beautifully colored prespawn slabs between 13 and 17 inches all while tied up to this one stump! He said that they were actually fishing about 16 feet of water with moss coming up to within 8 feet of the surface. Bob said by counting down their jigs to 6 they were drawing the slabs up out of the top of the moss beds.
He said that they were so beautifully colored that he just wished that he could have mounted them all!:)
