Time was, once I thought-about Candlewood my house lake.
I haven’t fished it practically as a lot lately, however I made a decision that that is the 12 months that I’ll rectify that state of affairs. The lake has modified a lot that there’s so much of adjusting to do from my outdated standby strategies.
This 12 months, with the shortage of vegetation, it’s virtually like fishing a completely totally different lake. Can’t go round punching a creature bait into thick milfoil progress, as a result of it simply doesn’t exist any extra. Similar take care of twitching a gentle jerkbait excessive of the vegetation or finessing small worms alongside the underside on exterior weed edges.
After my last trip the ‘Wood, once I spent an excessive amount of time making an attempt to power the old fashioned stuff, I made a decision that operating deep crankbaits round all these stone partitions and such that I marked on the electronics was the logical subsequent transfer. So I loaded the boat with crank bait packing containers, with the emphasis on these designed to do effectively in snaggy onerous cowl.
Tuesday, 7/12 — Getting Cranky
First although, I needed to get out of Lattins Cove. There’s a rock there that I’ve hassle driving previous with out throwing a solid or two at it, and I wouldn’t be proper to hit it with one thing aside from a gentle bait. Second solid of the morning produced a 2 pounder off that rock. That fish got here on a drop shot, and whereas it wasn’t the one drop shot fish of the day, it did become the one semi-decent fish on my favourite rig.
With my must-fish spot taken care of, I set out on my mission to check stone partitions in varied depth ranges, and cabinets, factors and humps with some sort of constructing remnants atop them. Looking back, I could have began off pondering too deep. Lots of the locations I checked had been what I consider as late season smallie spots, they usually didn’t seem like holding any summer season bass — brown or inexperienced.
For some time, I labored onerous with the deepest diving plugs I personal, making an attempt to kiss the underside on humps, ridges and partitions that topped out within the 18~22 foot vary. That’s an entire lot of labor, particularly with this outdated man’s again, shoulders and wrists. So I didn’t crank completely. Nevertheless it appeared just like the small jig & worm, the drop shot, and the jig & pig simply weren’t getting bit any higher than the cranks.
By 10AM, I used to be down to 2 buildings on the psychological listing of spots I needed to be sure you hit Each had been shallower than most of what I’d been working thus far. I hit the primary one and surprisingly discovered no indicators of life. I used to be actually upset in that one, as a result of to my mind-set, it was the almost certainly to be productive construction I’d deliberate on hitting that day.
I used to be not feeling assured once I headed to the final space on my psychological listing.
This can be a shallower construction that backs as much as a really shallow flat. It’s regular for your entire drop-off and sluggish sloping 10 to twenty foot base, proper on as much as 4 ft or so of water across the flat, to be loaded with milfoil right here. However this 12 months, there’s just a few sparse, scraggly, brown weed patches proper towards the sting of the shallow flat.
This space has some stone partitions, plus just a few rock piles which may be pure, or could also be the results of clearing rocks from fields when this was nonetheless farmland, earlier than the lake was constructed.
Did I say farmland? That explains this inundated silo basis. In the summertime, it’s usually simply an odd, round slot in a thick patch of milfoil. Not this summer season although. I threw a crawfish coloured Luhr Jensen Brush Child, a lure designed my my late good friend, Tom Seward, that’s my all time favourite plug to run by means of lure consuming cowl. As anticipated, it bounced off the rocks and rubble with out ever getting caught. A number of casts in, I felt successful. It turned out to be a small white perch. That was adopted a solid or two later by a good smaller, yellow perch.
This was not wanting promising.
However just a few casts later, a “2 poundish” bass ate the plug. That largemouth turned out to be the primary of 35 from that space. Apart from repositioning myself on the construction just a few instances to hit each wall and rubble pile on that slope from totally different angles, I didn’t transfer for the following 3½ hours.
I may not have left then, however what had been a cushty breeze out of the south turned a very annoying wind shortly after 1PM. Of the practically 3 dozen bass I obtained there, none had been a lot over 3# or so, however there have been 8 or 10 respectable fish (i.e., 2# or higher) within the combine.
Most got here on the crawdad wanting crankbait, however I additionally caught just a few every on the drop shot, on a light-weight jig and worm, and on a Texas rigged stick bait. For what it’s value, all the non-crankbait fish from that construction besides one, had been on the small facet.
I did attempt one other potential sizzling spot on my approach again to the ramp, however between the wind and the water skiers, it was simply too bouncy for me to provide it any critical consideration.
A south wind doesn’t normally have an effect on me at my must-fish rock in Lattins. It was lifeless calm within the cove, in order ordinary, I finished for a fast solid.
Finest fish of the day! Time to go for the trailer.
Friday, 7/15 — Situations comparable. Outcomes, not a lot.
I used to be lastly free to go to the lake once more on Friday. Apart from the wind course, circumstances had been just about the identical. Vivid and sunny with just a few quick visits from cloud cowl. Air temp within the mid-to-upper 80s, and water temp nonetheless hovering within the 78 to 80 diploma vary.
First order of enterprise was to hit the must-fish rock on my approach out of Lattins. Threw a small jig & worm (an old-fashioned 4″ grape Ding-A-Ling Lizard on a 1/8 oz soccer head) at it, and caught an honest fish on the primary solid.
Made just a few extra casts, simply to make certain there wasn’t a bunch of them across the rock, then continued out of the cove.
I needed to hit the realm that had been so good to me just a few days earlier, however not proper off the bat. Too many different spots to test, utilizing what I believed I’d discovered on Tuesday.
Three factors/bars into the morning with out a lot as a sniff on the crankbaits that had been so productive on that earlier journey, and I began throwing the drop shot and the jig & worm. After shedding the soccer head and Ding-A-Lizard to a stone wall, I grabbed a rod with heavier line and a Texas rigged 6½” worm.
I began getting hit on that larger worm, however not hooking up. I might really feel the fish swimming off with the worm — really placing a bend in my rod at instances — and arising empty on the set. I went again to an open hooked jig & worm, and that didn’t appear to vary something. Till…
Lastly, I managed to hook up with one. And what a hookup it was! I don’t typically use the web for a largemouth until it’s obtained a face filled with treble hooks, however I made an exception for this one. After I slipped the web underneath it, I used to be pondering six. I dug out my not often used scale. It stated 6-10.
It’s been some time since I caught a largemouth that huge, and to my eye, the size studying appeared a bit on the excessive facet. Electronics that sit in a ship compartment typically appear to develop contact issues with the batteries. So I banged the size on the deck just a few instances earlier than re-weighing the fish. It did give you a unique studying — however as a substitute of the lighter weight I used to be anticipating, it was 4 ounces heavier!
I suppose I’ll simply name it a six-and-a-half-plus.
Between that specific level and the following one I fished, I caught three extra fish on that jig & worm. All had been smallmouth, after not getting a single smallie on the earlier journey.
All of these smallies spit up alewives as they obtained close to the floor. However the first one upchucked what appeared like an entire college’s value of them! Made me substitute considered one of my diving plugs with a chrome vibrating plug. Yeah that didn’t get bit in any respect.
Lastly, it was time to go again to the scene of Tuesday’s huge numbers catch. I fished it for the higher a part of an hour, for less than two bites. Each on the jig & worm in not more than 3 ft of water, and each smallmouth. The crankbaits that the largemouth had been so in love with at this spot just a few days earlier produced nothing in any respect.
At this level, the wind was getting nastier, and the boat visitors heavier. I’ve all the time most well-liked Tuesdays and Wednesdays to fish C’wooden through the summer season. However this was a Friday, and by midday, the armada was out in power.
I had another spot — the one I had such excessive hopes for on Tuesday that had produced diddly squat then — that I actually needed to fish. I spent 5 minutes at it, and caught three little largemouth, all on the jig & worm. One was proper on the sting of being an honest fish. The opposite two had been barely keepers at greatest.
With the wind out of the north, my must-fish rock wasn’t practically as simple to fish because it was with Tuesday’s south wind. It took me 4 or 5 casts to catch one there, and it could be beneficiant to name it a 12 incher. However that made 4 consecutive stops there with out arising empty, so I used to be feeling form of glad idling the remainder of the best way to the ramp. However I used to be nonetheless pondering the variations in fish exercise from earlier within the week, underneath such comparable circumstances.