09-28-2012, 05:37 AM
We ended up going to the provo harbor, the river outlet more specifically. We're there by 7am. Nearly alone. Began casting a blue craw trailer on a jig head and quickly realized that was not the ticket. (thanks for the tip sportmans guy, lol). The fisherman around us were throwing small silver looking jigs with success. We copied them. We used mostly silver spoons and spinners with some white/other colors. After a while we moved from the river area to the dike, casting into UL. It didn't take long for those pokey white bass to attack the lures. We measured one, it was 12". Most seemed about that same size. We landed about 10 white bass between the two of us. My brother nearly landed a cat. Next time.
Something of interest to us first timers was that we were the only white people on the shore in that area of the dike most of the day. I didn't know fishing was so popular with the asian/chinese crowd. At one point we were alone on either side of us on the dike and in the water. In just a few minutes, we were surrounded on both sides and three boats were within casting distance straight in front of us. Talk about close quarters. They must've known each other, thus began a really loud unwelcome conversation we found ourselves in the middle of. We packed up and left that shitty party. By then it was close to 2pm and we were nearly satisfied. We'll get a cat next time. So we called it a day.
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Something of interest to us first timers was that we were the only white people on the shore in that area of the dike most of the day. I didn't know fishing was so popular with the asian/chinese crowd. At one point we were alone on either side of us on the dike and in the water. In just a few minutes, we were surrounded on both sides and three boats were within casting distance straight in front of us. Talk about close quarters. They must've known each other, thus began a really loud unwelcome conversation we found ourselves in the middle of. We packed up and left that shitty party. By then it was close to 2pm and we were nearly satisfied. We'll get a cat next time. So we called it a day.
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