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Date: April 6, 2019 Body of Water: Reeds Lake Boat: Numenon With: TM (partial) Target: Largemouth Bass Time: 8:30 AM - 3 PM Conditions: Initial fog clear off to bright skies, which then gradually clouded over. Air temps ranged from 40 to 60 degrees F. Water temps rose from 42 to 47 degrees F. The water was stained brown and had only a couple of feet of visibility. I was stoked to arrive to 42 degree water; jerk-baits would likely be in play. But, my initial enthusiasm was immediately countered by my concern with the color of the water. The stain was brown,not green, and my previous experience on this lake foretold a likely tough bite. The title, above, says it all. Despite our best efforts, we caught nothing. Nor did our lures get touched. We never even saw a fish. I worked hard from less than two feet of water (shallow cranks) to 25 feet or more (blade baits.) I also threw spy-baits, deeper cranks (to 10 feet or so) and rattle baits. Of course, I kept the bass honest by working jerk-baits near the breaks. I tried a variety of jerks and cadences. I tried proven, high-confidence waters as well as new areas. I knew the window of activity might be open for only a short period, and I wanted to be on point when it cracked open. Because the water was warming over the course of the day, I had hope that it might happen. It just didn't. What do I have to say about this? Such a day only proves that it isn't totally about the catching (results.) It can be just about the fishing itself (the process.) I know which is more important, so I am okay with the skunk, especially if I've gotten it substantially out of my way for the season! And there were so many other reasons to be thankful for such a day; the gentle weather, the problem-free travel and launch, the preparedness and functionality of the boat and equipment, the bird life, the Swedish-style lunch (once it was extricated from the Thermos!), the shared friendship, and the possibility of that next big fish! As an interesting footnote to the session, I lost GPS functionality on my older bow-mounted unit for most of the day. I'd seen a headline along the lines of predicted "GPS troubles" for the day, so I wasn't too concerned, especially when the functionality seemed to be restored by 3 PM or so. Apparently, the second GPS Time Epoch ended while I was out on the water. We've now entered the Final Epoch, where GPS Time is now defined to a greater degree with more information; enough to account for the expected end of time, apparently. See https://www.gps.gov/cgsic/meetings/2017/powers.pdf . Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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