April 29
My fishing adventure didn’t yield any good photos nor the quality of fish I need for a good story. Now I’m in a bind of sorts. There was a small window of opportunity Tuesday for me to fish, write, and finish the close reading that needs to be posted Wed. For once it happened like clockwork! I was on the water by 7am, boated 4 large mouth bass with one weighing in at 8lbs! That might not seem exciting to those who don’t understand the significance of catching one that size in Washington, but as the pro let me tell you that my sponsors will be happy! I even added In Search of Lost Time into my write up.
“If you’re putting off writing a paper for school, what better way than go fishing right? I agree! Even though I despise Budweiser, and believe NASCAR is a huge waste of time; the good’ol southern boy in me dictates I must fish largemouth bass during the pre-spawn. Maybe again in the summer when topwater action heats up as well. So instead of writing a paper on Proust’s 4000 page novel In Search of Lost Time, I was instead pitching jigs and Texas rigged plastics into fallen timber and weed beds. The wind was whipping, so boat management was a bit challenging at times. This would have been the ideal situation for a Power Pole! Maybe down the rd… When not fighting wind, I was slugging it out with a handful of feisty bass! It was too windy to effectively pitch jigs, although I did pull the one little guy pictured before switching tactics. The next two fish were the biggest of the day, and the larger weighed an even 8# at just over 20″ long! Talk about a tank!! That’s my new personal best for WA bass! All of these fish were released to fight another day. With any luck the big lady and I will meet again in a couple years. I’m still procrastinating as I type this, so finally off to do the responsible thing… Tight Lines!”
After plastering this with multiple pics all over the web, I turned my notes into a finished close reading, posted it on Word Press, and hit the sack by 1am Wed morn. The rest of the 29th was painful, but I made it through on the sweet high of success. Tight Lines!
