09-18-2005, 05:49 AM
When Fairwayphilly and I got to Lincoln beach this afternoon the wind mentioned earlier by TubeDude was still doing it's thing. We launched around the corner from the boat ramp and started to make our way out in the surf - and I mean surf ! I barely made it out to the mouth of the little cove we started in and decided the rollers and whitcaps would be too much work to make any headway, so, I rowed back into the cove. Fairwayphilly was right behind me.
We parked our toons in a place that offered a little shelter and started to fish there. Casting plastics did nothing for either of us so we switched to bait. That went nowhere too, until a guy came by on the shore where I was and gave me a small carp his son had just caught that he said "he just couldn't throw back a carp no matter how small it was".
I immediately cut it up for bait and cast it out and got a white bass right off and put in in the basket. Then I cast it out again and got another hit, but it shook me off. I put out another piece of it under a float and got another hit but that one wraped my line up in the weeds and got off. Then another one just like it got away.
Fairwayphilly came over and got some of the fresh carp after seeing my success and went back to his spot and hooked up a white bass and put it in his basket.
The carp action stopped so I started to cast plastics again and on my worst casts of the evening I got a hit - I was amazed. It was a bluegill just a little bit bigger than my jig and plastic - an ambitious little rascal, but it swallowed the whole thing and I had to put the little warrior in my basket as the hook was protruding from the side of it's head - it was a whole 3 1/2 inches in length. Oh well.
The wind, not only didn't die down, it got worse. So, after witnessing a most beautiful full moon rise we called it quits and went home. All in all, another great day out fishing.
BTW - Fairwayphilly, I found my keys - but only after having to climb my fence to get in my yard - they were in my air pump bag - the only place I didn't look.
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We parked our toons in a place that offered a little shelter and started to fish there. Casting plastics did nothing for either of us so we switched to bait. That went nowhere too, until a guy came by on the shore where I was and gave me a small carp his son had just caught that he said "he just couldn't throw back a carp no matter how small it was".
I immediately cut it up for bait and cast it out and got a white bass right off and put in in the basket. Then I cast it out again and got another hit, but it shook me off. I put out another piece of it under a float and got another hit but that one wraped my line up in the weeds and got off. Then another one just like it got away.
Fairwayphilly came over and got some of the fresh carp after seeing my success and went back to his spot and hooked up a white bass and put it in his basket.
The carp action stopped so I started to cast plastics again and on my worst casts of the evening I got a hit - I was amazed. It was a bluegill just a little bit bigger than my jig and plastic - an ambitious little rascal, but it swallowed the whole thing and I had to put the little warrior in my basket as the hook was protruding from the side of it's head - it was a whole 3 1/2 inches in length. Oh well.
The wind, not only didn't die down, it got worse. So, after witnessing a most beautiful full moon rise we called it quits and went home. All in all, another great day out fishing.
BTW - Fairwayphilly, I found my keys - but only after having to climb my fence to get in my yard - they were in my air pump bag - the only place I didn't look.
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