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Date: June 1, 2019 Body of Water: Lake St. Clair (LSC) Boat: Numenon With: Alone Target: Smallmouth Bass Time: 8 AM - 11 AM Conditions: Overcast; winds from all quadrants and generally less than 10 mph and diminishing; but thunderstorms brewing, with the first thunderclap just after 11 AM and the first deluge at 11:20 AM as I approached the ramp. Water was very clear (>10 ft visibility) and about 62 degrees F. The wind was stronger, more northerly, and more easterly than I'd hoped and expected; and my fishing started off very slowly. A crowd of boats off Twelve Mile/Memorial Park from 6 to 10 feet of water or so marked the current Community Hole. I joined them surrounded by plotted waypoints from past catches. The water was very clear, and the bass were on the verge of the spawn. The catching could have been absolutely awesome; it just wasn't. I tried cranks and jerks as my preferred tactics; but everybody else was scratching bottom with tubes, Neds or drop shots. After a half hour or so without any action, I drifted a Ned Rig from the rod holder and immediately caught a rock bass, the first of the season. Soon thereafter and in the same area, I switched from a standard green tube to a smaller, goby/green Powerbait tube and almost immediately scored a nice, 16-inch buck smallmouth from about 8 feet of water. Things were looking up! After another slow period, I moved a bit to the north, but still in the area of Memorial Park and still surrounded by waypoints from the past. It was much less crowded here. The tube and Ned produced three more bass, but these were all small, between 13 and 14.5 inches; these were small males and not the fish I was hoping for. As I considered my options, I glanced over my shoulder to the west and noticed seriously darkening skies. As I checked local radar on my phone, a single, but close, thunderclap struck. It was time to get off the water! What do I have to say about this? I never really found my groove this morning. Obviously, the session was interrupted and cut short by the weather; but I'm not sure I would have hit my stride this day. While most reports have indicated "lights out" bass fishing, this particular area seemed to be struggling; and I'm not certain I had a longer run in me. Three legal bass to only 5.5 or 6 pounds; not a good day. And, why was I in the serious minority in getting off the water? Most folks didn't even make a move toward shore or the many marinas. To me, that makes absolutely no sense. If only because I know how much it ended up raining; but also, because there will be so many more days to catch fish! At least, that's my plan! Pondering the questions of core essence and finding meaning in unexpected ways
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