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September 1, 2019 Body of Water: Reeds Lake Boat: Numenon With: Alone Time: 7:45 AM - 1:45 PM Conditions: About 60 - 65 degrees. Cloudy with sporadic sprinkles. Easterly wind from calm to about 10 mph. Water was green, about 71 degrees F, with less than 3 feet of visibility. Gloriously quiet, just a few other boats, and sailing was just underway as I finished. I was counting on the gray and wet weather to keep things quiet for the morning, and I couldn't have been more correct. A couple of other bass boats joined me, but they dispersed, and I never had to share a spot. There were no recreational boats, and the sailors got off to a late start. Given the easterly wind, I started on the main, sunken hump's west end and chose to go down the southern weed edge. About ten minutes in, I ripped the DT10 off some weeds and paused. The next rip was intercepted by a fish. I missed, but I fired the next cast to the same spot. I contacted the same weeds, paused, and set the hook; this was a fine, 16.5-incher. My next cast tricked a fat 15-incher, and I quickly had about 4.75 pounds in the boat! This quick start and the next 20 minutes or so might have represented my best largemouth fishing of the season. In a short stretch, I jumped and lost a pair of solid bass, but countered with two additional landings (16 and 17 inches) for an additional 5.5 pounds. My limit fish eluded me, though, as I caught a short bass and lost another two-pounder at the net. When I reached the eastern end of the hump, I turned the boat around to go through this productive water again. But before I could get there, my crank got eaten by the best bass of the day, at 18 inches and 3.5 pounds. It was only 9:20 AM, but it had already been a great day; this quick limit added up to a respectable 13.75 pounds, and I had plenty of time to build on this. Before I left this area, I made sure I had captured the Sweet Spot with a waypoint on my Humminbird; Waypoint 365! I caught several more bass, as well as several smallish pike, during the rest of my time. Once again, I concentrated on new spots and techniques. I was able to "cull" my two smallest bass with twin 16.5-inchers, for an estimated bag of 14.75 pounds. One of these culls ate the DT10 on a different weed edge, but the other ate a drop-shotted Flat Worm in about 21 feet. The drop-shot also produced another small bass. DT20 cranks and blades did not produce. What do I have to say about this? This was a great day. The only room for improvement would have been to land some of the other fish I hooked. I had a lot of bites today. I failed to land at least another legal limit, mostly on classic largemouth tail jumps and head shakes, but I swung and missed on a few fish, too. I don't think I lost anything of tremendous consequence, but it did seem unusual to lose so many opportunities, especially on the Duckett cranking rod, with which I have had a great historical landing ratio. But even the fish I landed seemed lightly hooked, so maybe it was just that kind of day. I was also pleased to catch a couple of fish while drop-shotting in deeper water. The 2.75- pounder from 21 feet or so was one of the nicer deep-water largemouths that I've taken with this method in a while. Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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