We reached our fishing hole, readied our kayaks, and set out. We received reports that White Bass were running about five miles upstream of our spot and about five miles below us. We fished near the river's mouth right down the middle. The wind was a battle at places, but keeping to the middle eased some of the challenege and pushed us back upstream with little paddling on our part. Our strategy played off. While our numbers were not high, Cody landed very fat, egg-filled girls, with the largest weighing exactly 2 pounds! Even the buzzards awaited the White Bass by the dozens in the trees lining the river banks.
The water temperatures hovered around 49°F, so our understanding of the White Bass run seems to be holding true. Cody and I have always heard that the males make their run first awaiting the females. The hefty females run when the waters are warmer. We think because they don't move off their nests and need the water temperatures to be warmer, so they can stay warm. Either way, it will be interesting testing our theory out over the next several weeks.