channeling Penelope Pussycat, i finally gave Pepe Le Pew the finger, and caught my first fish of the year. the skunk is gone. i have been after the white perch in this local, brackish pond, and they have gotten the best of me in my first four outings. i was rank with the stank of self disgust and failure...but no more!
per usual, i went to the pond around sundown the day before yesterday to get in an hour of fishing. the fish were swirling less than 20 feet away and i was struggling to get a take. switching flies, i tied on a What's Up Doc? fly by Daren Selznick of Ole Florida Fly Shop. then bam! i got my first bite...and then wham! i lost it. then shazaam, i got another bite! my first fish of the year was landed.
the best part of it all, was that i learned from it. i knew the white perch were feeding off of tiny minnows, and i had a general idea how small they needed to be.
armed with that knowledge, i went to the pond again yesterday evening. for some reason, the What's Up Doc just wasn't producing and i was left saying, "what the #$%* is up, fish?"
as luck would have it, i ended up snagging a minnow that gave me an indication of the size of bait they were chasing. anyone have any idea what kind of minnow this is? pretty cool looking.
then i tied on a size 8 clouser minnow in chartreuse and white. within 30 minutes, i had 5 bites, and landed two of them. i also caught a small striper which was pure icing on the cake.
i'm sure i can think of some life lessons learned from all this, but ehhh, that just wouldn't be me.
stay salty,
XXA
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