Following our family tradition of going to the farmers market on summer Saturdays (when we’re in town and w/out company), Gavin made the left field comment that he wanted to go fishing. I’d pretty much put away all the trout, kokanee, etc… gear I’d had in the boat for our
East Lake and earlier summer trips in preparation for August salmon in Astoria (excited, but ug… summer is flying by). However, the bow mount electric motor was still on so we grabbed a couple bass rods, a few crank baits, and ton of plastic worms, lizards, etc… that I have neatly organized in the garage for such quick retrieval occasions.
A quick 2 hours of casting for bass on the Willamette near our house and it was 12:30pm, we’d caught a few smallies, and the wakeboard / ski boats were making their way out to enjoy the sun. It’s impressive to see how far my oldest has come since
his first attempt at casting for bass. The heat and the waves kicked in so he was ready to go home, eat some lunch, and play in the sprinklers with his siblings so we called it a day.
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Zoom worm, Texas style |
Looking back at old posts and pictures, I've realized that I haven’t hooked into a bass in nearly 2 years. Maybe it’s just because trolling for salmon, walleye, etc… is easier than the constant casting and retrieving necessary to lure in a small or largemouth bass. Whatever the reason for the gap, I’d forgotten how much I like it, so I think I’ll have to make more of an effort to kill a few hours here and there with a bass rod and some plastic worms.
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