Re: Its Offical, I Suck at Fishing....
ok, i'm gonna tell a story that i hate to tell, just because its the sad truth.
<br /><br />i must've fished the S GA mill pond (that i loved) all the time, before i got married. i worked construction, and every guy in the crew talked about huntin/fishin 24/7. we fished til well after midnight and then hit the wall with hammers at daybreak- on and on. i went with the guys, i went by myself, i went back after guys quit, i slept in the canoe, i slept in the truck then went back before daylight - you get the picture... <br /><br />i never had but a handful of really killer days fishing and it killed me to think i could not figure those fish out. i would see those few, the proud, the doggone masters of that swamp come back with 5gal buckets of humongous black bream, or 4 10lb bass. they very seldom struck out. i would see them from time to time, no pattern i could tell.<br /><br />i finally made friends with 2 of the masters, and got to be towed or paddled/skulled the canoe to keep up with them. it was just a very very simple method they both used. i could not duplicate it of course, but i learned that to catch those fish in that swamp, all you needed was about 3 lures and had to be really stealthy when approaching the locations. the locations weren't that special, they changed over the seasons.<br /><br />i guess i just mean that it was no secret where they fished, just how they fished. i never did catch a wallhanger, but at least i shared enough of the technique that my beloved pop did. and we still talk about that beautiful swamp often. and we haven't fished it in 10yrs i guess.<br /><br />BTW, he caught that 8.75 LGMbass with a black spoon with yellow skirt on the slop