Seven smallies were caught in this short time. Two 16 inch and two 14 inch with the rest being hard fighting dinks.
Started out quickly with a dink.
I've been telling guys for years that when the carp are feeding in the slack water always cast into the middle of them. Carp stir things up, bait fish come in to feed on what is floating around and the smallies chase the bait fish. I would cast into a pod of carp scattering them when the lure hit the water. Each time I thought I had snagged a carp and each time I was wrong.
They kept getting bigger, then ended with two more dinks.
Had one hard hit and hard pull that made the fight of the 16 inchers seem like child's play. Got to see a big smallie roll then run out into the faster water. The jig shot back like a bullet and stung me in the neck. I briefly had this vision of having a hook stuck in my neck just a little too close to a jugular. Luckily it was just a sting.
There was still a bug hatch but not quite as big as the last few days. The birds had finally shown up for the feast and a flock of around 30 of them darted high above the river following the swarms down the river in the wind. Fewer caddis this time, but there was a fine mist of small bugs swarming over all the slack areas. I wondered how many I had ingested in the 3 trips I made along here in the past week.
The sun was setting right about 8 o'clock. I love these later days. More fishing time after work.
