Blowin' and Goin', Slingin' and Bringin' at Lake Jackson

1.26.12

Lake Jackson

Water Temp:  67 degrees

Air: 70's

Nancy and I went up to Lake Jackson to hit the large lips.  It was before a big front was coming through and we figured they would bite.  We were correct on the bite.

We managed to put 19 fish in the boat, 17 bass and two pike.

The wind was blowing hard with gusts up to 25 mph, that was the blowin' part.  Since we couldn't really slow down to fish slower plastics, we put on swim baits and started the slingin' part.

Our first stops were the hay mounds that Hunter and I did well on the first time we went to Jackson.  On the third mound I caught what turned out to be the first and biggest bass of the day.  I was retrieving a Grass Pig through the grass and the fish slurped it in.  I thought it was a little guy.  When she saw the boat and turned I found out that it was a little bigger than I thought.

We eased over to the north bank where Hunter and I caught them on the second trip, but the wind was raging in there and we couldn't get on them.  We slid over to the least wind blown shoreline that had a mix of new pads and the older vegetation and we started catching fish quickly.

Most were buck bass and as the boat quickly blew down the shoreline we could see multiple beds.  Most were empty but I did get eye to eye with a nice 6-7 lb. bass on a bed.  We made numerous attempts to set up on her but the wind and cloudy conditions made it tough.

I finally got the idea to put out the drift sock to slow down our pass.  I had never used it in 3 feet of water covered with old weeds, but it worked well.

We worked the buck bass over pretty good until about 2 pm when the wind got unbearable.

Nancy with bass on Big EZ

Nancy put three in the boat and was quite happy with herself after getting shut out the last time out.  She would have had a few others but the bird watching lulled her into a trance at times.  She snapped out of it when the Big EZ got ate a few times while bird watching.

You can see the old lilly pad stick ups in the background.  The beds and bass were all through this area.

We headed back to the ramp and managed to get the Nan back on the trailer.  That is a feat in itself with the extremely low water levels.  The word ramp is loosely used term, as we back way out onto a small point of land way past what was the paved ramp.  

Another good day of bassin' but now monsters.  We'll be back!