04-15-2007, 02:21 AM
Myself and the boys got to Lindon around 6:30. Took for ever to get everyone in the water today. Should have known then something was amiss.
The 3 of us, FB2, USMC, and myself fished the harbor pretty hard for about an hour. Docks, berths, banks everywhere. Nothing not even a nibble. We threw everything at then including rapalas. Talk about desprate!
I told the boys I was heading North. Was hoping to pick up some fresh bait. But my usual Crap hole was empty as was the whole north side of Lindon. I worked it from the transfer station to the 5th tower and back. Nothing, no bites, no nibbles. No fish on sonar.
I tell the boys I'm heading to the bubble-up. Fished there also with out so much as a bump on the line. By now the boys are back at the truck waiting on me. So I let the gentle breeze blow me back to the harbor. Winds started out from the north when we got there. And as soon as I headed to the bubble-up they changed to blow from the south. Probably why the boys headed in.
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The 3 of us, FB2, USMC, and myself fished the harbor pretty hard for about an hour. Docks, berths, banks everywhere. Nothing not even a nibble. We threw everything at then including rapalas. Talk about desprate!
I told the boys I was heading North. Was hoping to pick up some fresh bait. But my usual Crap hole was empty as was the whole north side of Lindon. I worked it from the transfer station to the 5th tower and back. Nothing, no bites, no nibbles. No fish on sonar.
I tell the boys I'm heading to the bubble-up. Fished there also with out so much as a bump on the line. By now the boys are back at the truck waiting on me. So I let the gentle breeze blow me back to the harbor. Winds started out from the north when we got there. And as soon as I headed to the bubble-up they changed to blow from the south. Probably why the boys headed in.
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