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| Cool weather. Miles of bass. Sand eels everywhere. Perfect sandbars. West Winds. Perfect amount of waves. |
Wake up at 05:00 . . . Shave and brush teeth . . . Get dressed . . . At the beach by 10 of 06:00 . . . Birds are working the bars before it’s light enough to see . . . Bass start popping with the next stage of light . . . First fish on at 06:15 . . . 36 BASS TO 34 INCHES . . . Last fish at 11:45 . . . Epic! . . . Leave the fish biting to meet Donald for food . . . Eat a bowl of soup and some pineapple with a big glass of water . . . Ride bike to Charlie’s to buy more Ava jigs . . . Retool some tackle . . . Go back up but at 14:00 but the bite is off . . . Nap from 14:30 to 15:30 . . . Eat another bowl of soup . . . Gear up . . . Fish from 16:00 to 18:00 . . . Only 1 bass but quite a few hits after dark . . . . . . A fish ripped a hook off my Needlefish . . . Seems like a night bite might be happening tonight . . . Drive to bank to get money and dinner . . . Eat dinner with a big glass of water . . . Retool some tackle . . . Going back for the night bite at 21:00 . . .
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| All 36 bass this morning were caught on a Shoestring Teaser and bright green 017 combo. I would estimate 20 of the 36 bass fell for the Shoestring. |
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| Thanks to leftovers from Sean there was just the right amount of wave to keep the bite going. The waves stir up sand eels and keep the rips flowing which keeps the bass active longer into the day. |
For me this was the best day of the fall so far. So that funk or whatever is gone. Crushed. Trampled. I consider any event with over 10 fish worthy of recognition, so 37 bass today was certainly noteworthy. There are miles and miles of bass feeding like wild so my personal records may be in jeopardy:
100 bass in one calendar day
141 bass in two nights (70 the first night and 71 the next)
And the great part about right now is that it’s not just stupid fishing as some people like to say. Other than some surface action around sunrise, there was nothing to show the fish were there for the rest of the day. It was all about reading the water and looking for the most likely place a bass would be feeding among the sandbars and rips.
Epic!
