Swamp Girl

Hey, you caught a month's worth of bass using the DomMeter!

Well, then, it's FLUKE ON!

Pat, I appreciate your letting us look at more than your fine fish. You let us look into your mind too, unpacking why you throw what you throw. I'm fishing alone tomorrow morning and am hankering to throw a fluke. Do you think it's too late in the year to chuck a fluke?

I know ^these^ days, when the bass swipe, but don't bite.

I went fishing with the kid again yesterday evening. We caught 20 in two hours, both largemouth and smallmouth, up to 17" with quite a few fat ones. I haven't caught a four-pounder or bigger in more than a week and I'm itching to do so, so I'll be going solo the next couple times. I focus better when solo and when the kid is with me, I'm tying his knots, unhooking his fish, untangling his snarls, freeing his lures from bushes, and so on. It's hard enough to land a bigger bass and harder still when I'm not actually fishing much of the time. I'm slowly teaching him to be more independent.

@gimruis is allowed to be a bit shaggy. His get out of jail free card is that 20" bass.

I love and hate laydowns. They hold bass, but it can be hard to wrench them out of wood.

Good fishermen experiment like this. My heart couldn't take ^this." Did the fish come from the depths, the side, or the rear? Whoa! How long did it take to land it? Between my forgotten paddles fiasco and taking the kid fishing, I haven't caught a nice bass in more than a week, but I'm fishing a quality pond for two hours this evening. Fingers crossed!

I do not, but I also assume it's a western lake.

@Pat Brown: I've also founds that the tail tells the tale. By tail, I mean the muscle before the the part of the tail that flares. You need muscle to move a mass. Example:

If I could fish any smallmouth bass lake, it would be this one:

I fished a pond on Thursday morning with bass like ^this.^ I do not like the big head small body bass.

^This^ is like tagging Michelangelo's Pieta with graffiti. Bass Resource is a beautiful site, created by Glenn, the Michelangelo of Bassin' (TM), and you tarnish it by flying the flag of the Evil Empire. I'd ask a mod to delete it, but you are a mod, so all is lost. Here's how I feel just now:

What a funny ^line!^ Here's how I feel about Pop, who's always smiling:

Irony: She'd resuscitate you with electricity after you were killed by electricity to kill you again.* I love seeing your brass bass, as they all look like they're brass to me in the LI night light. *My head hurts after writing that sentence.

Beauty. Beautiful morning too. While watching your video, I was so envious, as you netted your bass and didn't net five pounds of weeds with it.

Lure Maker and Musky Slayer!* *Speaking figuratively about slaying, of course.

You are a rich man. Of course, rich =/= $$$

If I were the Tackle Warehouse website guy, I'd substitute the names of all their Shimano reels with "Shimano Something or Other." Yeah, I'd be an unemployed hoot. Love your sunset pics, @TnRiver46. They make me pine to be there. Funny! However, Ol' Al is right.

The boy sure was thrilled. I knew it was nearby from Google Earth, but logging roads are a warren, as they criss-cross each other. I was pleased I guessed correctly at the intersections and the boy was thrilled to cast into new water. He had four hits, but the rough terrain kept him from fishing beyond a small pool.

You should never laugh about ^these tragedies!!!^ BBB, I'm from Wisconsin too, so I forgive your faux pas in laughing.

The hardest thing about being a fisher is losing big fish. Not only can I recall every big fish that I lost this year, I could take you to the very spot, describe the weather at that moment, where I cast, and what I cast. Lost big fish don't merely sting. They leave a permanent mark. So, when a FINE fisher like Pat Brown shares that he loses a fish, my losses feel a little more normal and that they don't make me a loser.

I took a kid fishing this morning. We never established a pattern, but caught 24, one here and one there. All smallish except for one fat smallmouth. The best part of the fishing wasn't the fishing. To stretch our legs, we walked a logging road and found another pond.

I'm sad I missed out on these opportunities. It would have been great to actually watch the BR Brain Trust fish.

^This^ sounds right.