30 May 2010
We put in at San Pedro Canyon, a new destination for Cody Mood Bell, but reading the map's "hot spots," it looked like it would produce fish. When Ken Burns created his Lewis and Clark: The Corps of Discovery documentary, at the end of the part one, he said Lewis and Clark were about to learn the difference between mountains on a map and mountains in real life. Today, Cody and Julia fully comprehended Burns' words and learned the difference between hot fishing spots on a map and true hot spots.
We saw fish, had fish turn to look at our flies and nudge our flies, and even watched several inhale and promptly spit out our flies, but catching them eluded us dramatically. We should have known that the day was going to be difficult when Cody hung his fly on a submerged tree. We trolled over, as we always do, and Cody attempted to free his fly from the tree. Unfortunately, it was too wrapped around the branch, so Cody decided to break off and sacrifice the Creek Crawler fly to the waters. When Cody went to tie on a new fly, he realized that the rod's tip section was missing and had become separated when he broke off the fly and his line popped through the guides. Well, Cody tells me he's going snorkeling, and as soon as he turns his back, that TFO 7# tip section bobs up in the water--tip down. We have to be very careful trolling to it so that the water wake does not flood the open end. Gratefully, Cody is able to pinch that tip and retrieve it from the waters. Cody switches rods, and we continue fishing the San Pedro Cove--with no luck!
We had made a deal before beginning to fish, that if neither of us liked where we were fishing, we had to tell the other, and we would move to a new spot. With no fish to our credit and well in to our second hour on the water, we headed to the flats, which were supposed to be hot for Largemouth's from May - October. No nips, no hits, no fish--the flats were cold regardless the season's temperatures. Thus, Cody ate and in my desperation, I tied a beautiful blue dragonfly pattern to my floating line in the attempts to catch one of the many carp that constantly crashed the surface. (Those who know my fishing preferences have just been given CPR to read that I deigned to fish for carp; I strongly dislike carp, regardless of the fact they are nicknamed the golden bonefish and give an excellent fight; I do not like carp!)
29 May 2010
28 May 2010
We worked hard today, so we called it quits a little earlier than normal. We stocked up on KFC for tomorrow's lunch, and with temps projected in the mid-90s, we may be snorkeling more than fishing.
27 May 2010
The best fish story of the day occurrred at 2:30, when I decided to have lunch. Cody had a TailWaters Creek Crawler fly tied to his 7#, asked if I minded if he fished while I ate, to which I gave him the go ahead, and Cody says I think I'll catch me a bass, and he did! First cast, barely finished declaring his intentions, and 2lb. bass was fish on! Now, if anyone had driven by at that time, they would have thought we had ShareLunker #500; we do love catching our fish!
In Satan Canyon, we found a cache of vultures--a little more than 100 (I really don't know what a group of vultures is called)! Let me just say, I am glad that I was not injured, because they could have picked me clean by midnight there were so many of them, and in Satan Canyon they stayed.
The fish are so active, there is no reason to kill ourselves getting up at the crack of dawn, so we'll hit the water, Friday, when we hit the water, and with our great selection of flies, we hope to have another high fish-count day!
25 May 2010
Cody and I finished the repairs to my 4 weight rod, and I must admit, that for the first epoxy job without Norm's tutelege turned out pretty good. Of course, I could hear his instructions from rods past, so it wasn't completely without Norm.
Like my neighbors to the east and west of me, we got the yard mowed and weed eated, tonight, and as I was finishing watering the plants on the front porch, Mr. Snake lay across my front door threshold. I hollered, was grateful Cody opened the side door instead of the front door, and Cody pushed him off the porch, as I pulled the furniture away. I do not know from where he came, but I hope he goes away and leaves the baby birds alone.
More to come from Del Rio and Lake Amistad NRA. Happy Memorial Day weekend to all!
08 May 2010
Not a bad day fishing!
01 May 2010
Arranging our bass boxes, we need to tie some bass flies! We added some Creek Crawlers from Tailwaters, but I need some CodyBuggers, black SMPs, and Swamp Monsters. Floating lines and sinking lines are ready, as well as the reels and spools. The boat is ready, but being a flats boat, there is no live well. That conundrum will be our focus for the week. Getting that problem solved and we will be good to go. Can't wait for the tournament and I hope the week does not crawl slowly.
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