I was up at 7 AM on a Sunday? What's wrong with me?
I was participating in a local production of the Nutcracker - a ballet, as far as I can tell, about a dystopian fever dream caused by drinking too much eggnog in the Christmas season.
Anyway, I had time to kill until 6:30. So I grabbed my rod and went fishing at the Cesspool.
The sun was bright and behind me as I made my way around the pond, so I stood well back to minimize my shadow on the water. I was casting a jighead with a green/yellow 3" plastic craw, I believe the jighead is either a 3/16 or 1/4 oz, so I wasn't able to get it all the way across the pond, but the lighter jighead allows for more natural action and a subtler landing, offsetting the distance penalty.
Anyway, I caught two bass in close succession each about 13-14 inches. However, they may have been the same fish. I hadn't had the foresight to bring my camera, so I have no way of comparing the fish in retrospect to see how they might have differed.
In any case, having encountered success, I went out to get some lunch and read a book, and then changed into my alternate persona as the crotchety grandfather.
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