me.. my usual spot.. a plug.. and a hit?! NO WAY!
it only took the entire season. third cast tonight. bam!. too bad i missed it. probably because i was to busy turning all the way around to yell to my buddy "sure smells clammy tonight".
and then for the next 3 hours.. nothing.
but hey, it's a start. gotta say, once i felt that tug and caught a glimpse of the splash.. all my plugging memories came back. almost as if by magic. i was suddenly in the zone again. the fact that my rod weighs a metric ton and is about as responsive as a bus, didn't matter anymore. my sore back.. gone. my sense of what my plugs were doing completely returned..
it's weird. it's like that one lil hit flipped a switch in me. one that i hadn't had on all season. from a very young age i prided myself on being a plugger. always using lures over bait. this season i guess i got lazy/frustrated and after a couple of years of not REALLY fishing. just wasn't feeling it.
no longer! i'm back in the saddle. the remaining fish better watch the hell out. if i can get back to being half as good as i used to be, they in for it.
now if only i could find a bait shop not an hour away with a good selection of plugs. <-- main reason i wasn't to big on it this year.
larry, i owe ya one...
this week is gonna be a slaughter if i can find some fish.
