MAN! There is nothing like coming out of a dry spell!! Skunked the past couple weeks, heat, storms all o' that. Got out yesterday for a good amount of time. 2 lakes and a pond later without so much as a follow and I get back home completely down.

Last night I watch some Bass Resource videos almost out of desperation. One talked about the hot summer season and he was tubing. Tubes are my favorite go to. But he made a big point of SLOWING down.

 

Got out this morning and hit my local again. Go to one of my spots and start with topwater... Nothing. I go deep, nothing. I hit the dock and same thing.

I go over to a bank that is by a dam and has a long hurricaned wall of rip rap with heavy submerged vegetation in front. I grab a tube and cast far out towards the wall where there is shade and remember BR words; SLOW!

 

First cast nothing so I slow down even more. Lures probably about five feet from me and THERE'S THAT FAMILIAR TAP!! Wham! Fish on!! He's barely hooked and I start babbling like Bobby Lane... "Stay on...stay on...stay on...". I barely land him.

Couple casts later and the line gets heavy way out and I'm thinking its a mess of vegetation on my hook. So I give it a tug to pull the tube clear and BAM!! Fish on again!!

 

This bad boy gives me a helluva fight, I mean jumping up, going deep, running for grass. AWESOME! Finally land him. A Beauty!!

Ain't nothing better than that hook set!

It's rewarding to make those learned adjustments on the water.

Too many times I'm having that ah ha moment when I'm on the way home or sitting around reflecting on the trip.