There’s a lake 20 minutes from my house that I rarely fish due to the fact that it’s the most pressured water in the state. It has big fish but due to the pressure they are hard to catch. I call this lake the cursed lake because I’ve never caught a bass over 5lbs here despite catching a handful in the 21-22” range that should have hit the mark.

On this particular day I decided to go, figuring that it being mid week and pouring rain would keep the hordes at bay. I could not have been more wrong. As soon as I got on the water I could see five shiny, decked out bass boats. As I tried to get away from them I kept running into more boats around every corner. I counted fifteen in my corner of this not very big lake.

At this point I was seriously considering aborting the mission but decided to stick it out long enough to at least check out this one little spot I had in mind. Luckily it seemed the boats managed to overlook this spot and I was able to capitalize on a nice fish. I thought this one was for sure the one to break the curse but to my dismay, despite her large head and 22” frame, she came in at just 4.62lbs.

Pretty soon after, the sun came out and I decided to quit while I was ahead. On the way out I could see three boats sitting on the spot I had caught this fish on.

Took a 9 yr old boy fishing today.

He's never been on a boat and fell in love.

We had a great day and even brought the wife a couple of bluegill to eat.

Bird is the word and the word is good.