A fish on a jig! Wrong fish, wrong rod.
Bobber down! Not on my rod, but on the extra I took, a nice gloom spinning rod and reel that SS let me try out.
Wow! I was so excited, even though I knew that I still had one to go on the ifish rod.
Hm, it feels like a big fish, but it is not fighting me, why?
Cuz it is a spawned out buck silver. That's why. His flesh was coming off. Poor thing, I felt so guilty!
It is nice to see silvers in the river, even if at an oddly late date at the end of January.
I released him unharmed, although he was already half dead. Funny, that he bit so strong and sure and then up came some rotted flesh.
I'll keep trying. I learned alot about jigs today. I was able to totally watch how the jigs performed when I changed them, cuz the water was so darn clear. So I studied everything, switched around jigs, watched how they held in the water, watched the bobbers reaction, which way it tilted and how the jig worked at the time.
You can learn alot when the fish don't bite. Like, hey, Jen... the fish aren't biting. I learned that really well.
Tough to fish when you can see the entire river bottom and live off of hope that they are hiding in the one foot area you can't quite make out.
Anyway, had a great day in the woods. Quiet, beautiful surroundings. I hiked around a bit, drove around a bit, watched for wild things, and did alot of thinking. Came home, headed straight out to the river for a bit more thinking/fishing/watching.
The water is so low that I thought surely I could cross over to the other side, but no luck, my legs just don't like to wade. They come loose and wobbly at the knees and want to head downstream, and I really didn't want to do that. Ticks me off. I stood there half way across the river saying: I can, I can't I can I can't. Frustrating! It was sooooo close to me, that other side!
I do love the coast. I do love to fish!
I love cookies too and they are buzzing in the oven! Hope I don't eat too much and turn into the pic that ZaQ is sending around. GROSS ZaQ!
Jen
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