The first stop was a spot we call “Joe’s Rocks,” named after local legend “Mexico Joe” who has had tremendous success in this zone. I tossed out and on the fourth rotation on the reel, SWOOSH, the Choppo got nuked. About 30 seconds later, she was in the net, and when I first saw the head, I thought it was a double-digit. Then I saw how skinny she was, and she ended up weighing 7.5 pounds on the dock scale. Not a bad start.
From there, the topwater bite took off. The fog was lingering, and the bass were up shallow chasing…something. Sometimes I thought it was fry, other times I thought it was small shad. The good and bad was that there was no real structure to focus on. The boils and chasers were everywhere, and they’ll hit a topwater near the tules, near the rock, or in open water.
By the time the day was over, I had 11 fish, and they’d hit crankbaits, blades, topwaters and underspins. I saw some guys on shore catch a few on Senkos, too. Jake was on the dock when I ended the day, and he offered to help carry my gear up to my truck. Wow, if only all the employees were as considerate as the three I met today. Still, it was good to be back at the home pond.
