My past couple fishing trips can be summed up by the following song;

 

Queen ''We are the Champions"

 

Been catching lots of quality fish but it has not been easy. I have to work hard for the bite and deal with +90 degree heat, +80% humidity, heavy rain, and very little wind which makes the heat feel more intense but it is worth it when you are catching good fish. I barely see anyone bass fishing compared to a couple months ago when the weather was cooler. Looks like only the hardcore bassers are fishing during this hot Summer.

Brad Paisley-Catch all the fish

 

Five hours of fishing in the last two days and landed only one fish and it was only about a pound and a half. Other than that only two short strikes on a chatterbait.

 

It’s been blazing hot even in the early evenings. I might try some morning fishing tomorrow.

On 6/27/2019 at 10:21 PM, Koz said:

 

Today I was fishing a small 1 acre lagoon that I had never fished before. I was eager to fish it thoroughly because the day before I saw a picture of an 8 pounder pulled out of there.

 

Anyway, fished my trusty Pop-R and landed two bass about two pounds each right away. On the second a 6 foot teenage gator (not a juvenile and not a bulky adult) came out of the woods across the lagoon and made a bee line to my area. So I moved off to the other side of the lagoon, locked on to another bass and here came the gator again.

 

I moved back to my original spot and landed another one, here comes the gator, and we switched sides again. But now I was getting no bites and the gator was still camped out on the other side where I wanted to fish. Thinking quick, I decided to throw a 130 Whopper Plopper to draw the gator back to my side. And wouldn't you know it, I got my first Whopper Plopper strike in a year and landed a 4 pounder.

 

By then I had enough playing tag with the gator and moved to a gator free lagoon. I need to try that lagoon again and hope the gator has moved off.

This one would be appropriate for you koz.

 

This song sums up my trip Thursday, without the bottle and girl.

 

 

Steve Ear!e, "Nowhere Road" the drive to my last tournament, to a ramp that had no signs, to a lake I'd never been to....even the GPS got lost! ?