07-24-2005, 12:33 AM
[cool][#0000ff]Yeah, you read it right...fish rash, not swimmer's itch. We wore waders to keep from getting swimmer's itch while tubing today, but we should have worn kevlar gloves to protect our hands from fish spines and sharp gill covers. HAMBURGER.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Launched before 6 AM from the sand beside the launch ramp. Several small fishing boats going out about the same time. Started catching bluegills within a few feet of launching. It never stopped.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We eventually kicked out about a hundred yards beyond the bouys, past where the weed line is visible from the surface. We pitched just about every type and color of jigs and plastics in our boxes. Couldn't find anything they would not hit. Caught fish near the surface, at middepth, over the weeds and straight down in deeper water. It just didn't seem to matter.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Didn't even try to count. I am guessing that we both caught somewhere between 150 and 200 fish each. Most were bluegills. We kept about 30 or so each. Lots of perch, some to 11 inches. We brought home a bunch for both scampi and for the bait supply. I got maybe 20 small bass, with a 13 incher about the largest on the small jigs and light rods we were using. Saw some bigger ones cruising around and a big ol' biggun followed a perch to TubeBabe's tube and got her nervous.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The water was calm and beautiful...until the power squadron hit the water about 9 AM. Water skiers and jet skiers apparently cannot read the no swimming signs and ruined the morning solitude. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We could have been off the water by 9:30 without missing much. The noise slowed the fishing and a brisk offshore breeze made it difficult to fish with the "finesse" tactics we like to use with light tackle. We stuck it out until about 11 and hit the shore, where I got talked out of a dozen crawlers by a dad who had forgot the worms and was supposed to be helping his kids to fish. I'm an old softy I guess. I even gave them some ice to keep the crawlers cool in the warming morning sun, and some insulated foam to wrap them in.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Even before working those fish over on the fillet board my hands hurt. Lots of spine punctures and some slices from the gill covers of the perch. Fish rash.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Got even with about two pounds of their fillets though. Whomped up a batch of "po' man's shrimp", with garlic, butter and fresh hot French bread for dinner. It did ease the sting, but added the discomfort of a distended midsection. BURP.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Launched before 6 AM from the sand beside the launch ramp. Several small fishing boats going out about the same time. Started catching bluegills within a few feet of launching. It never stopped.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We eventually kicked out about a hundred yards beyond the bouys, past where the weed line is visible from the surface. We pitched just about every type and color of jigs and plastics in our boxes. Couldn't find anything they would not hit. Caught fish near the surface, at middepth, over the weeds and straight down in deeper water. It just didn't seem to matter.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Didn't even try to count. I am guessing that we both caught somewhere between 150 and 200 fish each. Most were bluegills. We kept about 30 or so each. Lots of perch, some to 11 inches. We brought home a bunch for both scampi and for the bait supply. I got maybe 20 small bass, with a 13 incher about the largest on the small jigs and light rods we were using. Saw some bigger ones cruising around and a big ol' biggun followed a perch to TubeBabe's tube and got her nervous.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]The water was calm and beautiful...until the power squadron hit the water about 9 AM. Water skiers and jet skiers apparently cannot read the no swimming signs and ruined the morning solitude. [/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]We could have been off the water by 9:30 without missing much. The noise slowed the fishing and a brisk offshore breeze made it difficult to fish with the "finesse" tactics we like to use with light tackle. We stuck it out until about 11 and hit the shore, where I got talked out of a dozen crawlers by a dad who had forgot the worms and was supposed to be helping his kids to fish. I'm an old softy I guess. I even gave them some ice to keep the crawlers cool in the warming morning sun, and some insulated foam to wrap them in.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Even before working those fish over on the fillet board my hands hurt. Lots of spine punctures and some slices from the gill covers of the perch. Fish rash.[/#0000ff]
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[#0000ff]Got even with about two pounds of their fillets though. Whomped up a batch of "po' man's shrimp", with garlic, butter and fresh hot French bread for dinner. It did ease the sting, but added the discomfort of a distended midsection. BURP.[/#0000ff]
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