The dreadful springtime nor’easter lasted all the way till this afternoon. Granny and I have been freezing at camp and going stir crazy not being able to fish. We’ve found ourselves at the local establishments more than once having some afternoon beers. At 3 PM, despite a 48° high temperature, we boarded the canoe for a few hours of fishing.
Smallmouth bass get lethargic when conditions are cold so we went out with extremely low expectations. It was really a matter of getting out. Ideally our best method of attack would have been grabbing the 7-weights and dredging with Uniform Sink lines and Clouser minnows. But I’m stubborn and addicted to watching a bass suck a popper on a slow retrieve so we went for it. To my delight we got two nice ones.
The weather is forecasted to improve for tomorrow. Let’s hope. If so Granny and I will be spending the day hanging with my sister who loves to fish. She and I will likely smallie fish in the morning then venture to some neighboring lakes for some adventure.