Yesterday was so warm for April that I had to make another run to Beck when I finished up work. Got there about 5:45. Because of the time factor I didn't want to hike to the northern end so I just headed over to the southwest portion past the launching ramp.
There was a man with what looked like his two teenage daughters. Not still fishing either, so I assumed they were going for bass. Kudos to him for raising his daughters the right way!
The spot I like to try is in front of some reeds. As I walked up, one of the girls had just vacated that spot so I thought I'd give it a quick try. I had a pearl white fluke already rigged on my light rod, but my medium rod wasn't set up yet. I didn't want to lose the chance to fish that spot so I didn't even take my backback off. Just set my medium rod down and flipped the fluke parallel to the reeds and started bringing it in, jerking it slightly as I reeled. I thought I was slightly hung up on bottom muck or weeds and pulled it to break through when I felt that unmistakable pull of a fish. Not a large one, but a fish is a fish. The man and his daughters were looking over and I almost felt bad. They had just fished that spot and here comes this guy who walks up, makes one cast, and pulls out a largemouth. The man finally left and I had the area to myself, but I couldn't get anymore strikes. Tried a buzzbait, a wacky senko, and then went back to the fluke again.
It's funny how when you get a fish right off the bat you hope it's the start of a few more. With the weather still pretty warm, maybe some of his cousins will start venturing into the shallows for their prespawn feed. Beck Bass 1
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