Tough Go Of The White Bass Friday Night......ugh.

[motoman]

We got a later than usual start due to getting out of work late, and then construction traffic had us sitting on the highway an hour plus out from the lake.

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Anywho, we got on the water about 9:30 p.m. friday night. The wind was blowing pretty good, overcast blocking the full moon; but the forecasts all had it too die down shortly thereafter. Wulp, they were wrong.

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We fought that darn wind until about 1:30 a.m.. The fish just would not cooperate. Using the multiple tried-and-true tactics, in the usual spots; we could only boat a handful of fish. And with windchills in the 40's, that was a bit rough. (We were dressed appropriately, but that wind can be a very demoralizing factor in a boat, not catching fish )

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We couldn't touch a thing on the more shallow shorelines, with pea gravel. So we moved out to the main channel along the ledges. I was graphing baitfish, and usually when we drop something through the clouds of baitfish, the white bass are close behind. This was hardly the case. I guess they had a bad case of lockjaw.

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The winds laid down a bit around 1:00, when the clouds cleared; but it felt like the temps took a harsher dip then too.

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Oh well, yah win some, you lose some.