First Solo SS Trip
Was due to work the odd Saturday (my normal day off) this week until a late Friday evening call from work freed me up. The Mrs already had made a plan of action for her and the kids and offered up going fishing until they were due back. Grt! What great wife! Any way couldn't lock in with my buddy so decided to stay on SS and fish one of our favs solo.
Go to get my rig at my Moms and as I am about to leave I remember I need some thing from the basement. The paper lady had just come by and tossed the paper on my Mom's steps. I walk up the steps and see 2 papers hmmm. Friday and Saturday. Light is still on on porch from the night and mail in the mail box (its 720 am so not from Saturday) and Mom is an early bird. The door is locked and the lights are all out but the hall and porch. Heart begins racing and when I cant open the door with the key because her xrta safer floor bar thing is on the imagination starts to fly. She does not answer phone. Basically I break in to her house and begin to yell for her. Nothing....finally I hear her say what? Phew! She is in shower slept late and forgot about mail the day before. Super though my pulse is racing lol.
On to the pond. Loaded up and on the water after 8ish. Full pool with lots of inviting stuff to toss at. Intel says jig bite is on so stick to the ton of brush and little wood. Non motor pond so paddling and drifting. Use jerkbait and minus on a drift. Nada. Spray around a small chatterbait and nada. Hit the brush and pitch and toss away anchoring ever 50 yds or so. I look down and see LOTS OF WATER IN THE BOAT! Ugh bail it out and fish on. Nothing doing and wow lots of water again in the boat. Crap! Half ass work some brush until I find a clearing along the bank. Pull rig out of water find the issue and Mcgiver some duck tape a sandwich bag and super glue. Relaunch and patch work works and really slows the leak and gets me back on track.
Not for long, reach in my bag and freaking stick a treble right into my finger. Unreal its deep and wont pull out. Push up into brush to get out of wind and stop being blown about. Wrestled lure out of bag with my finger attached lol. Wrap the other 2 trebles and painfully cut the hook out of my finger. Pull it threw and address. The bleeding wont stop and after two band-aids I decide to glue the wound closed. Wrap it up and move on.
My day not going as planned lol and my window is closing. Thoroughly work the "good brush areas". After losing two jigs tie on a more compact one. Helped a lot with coming through thick stuff but still allowing me to feel the lure. Feeling a mental melt down pending I paddle to a stretch that leads to ramp. I fish the minus and chatter in that area with nada. Then work a tree in the water for final 20min near the ramp.
Tough day at the office lol but they can't all be gems. See what nxt week brings if the window of opportunity comes. Then again job one is a more permanent fix to the canoe.
Way to keep on fishing.
That is a hell of a day. Sometimes the bear eats you. Good luck with the canoe