George & a limit of little bass

This weekend, I introduced you to one of my good fishing buddies, George (see Unexpected Fishing Trip Visitors).  We got away for an afternoon fishing trip recently and since the boat landing at D’Arbonne was full and running over, we went to one of George’s favorite secret spots.

It’s a beautiful secluded fishing spot. I would tell you where it is, but I’m not sure. George makes me wear a blindfold for the last four or five miles of the trip. I love bass fishing in the fall. The weather is nice. The water is pretty and if it isn’t the day after a cold front, the fish are usually biting. And a good many of the outdoors folks are knee deep in hunting activities, so it’s a quiet, peaceful time to fish.

Our trip started out with a little trouble, which I won’t go into here (If you want details, go back to the article mentioned above). We were catching a few fish, but they were all small. I landed one bass on a six inch plastic worm that was at least an inch shorter than the lure. He almost came off as he flew over the boat when I set the hook. George laughed out loud, but it takes a lot of skill to land a fish that small. A largemouth bass that size has no large mouth at all.

George’s cell phone rang about an hour into the trip and I could tell it was his son, Little George. Not wanting to be helpful at all, he suggested we try it out in the middle of the lake with his favorite fishing bait, the Little George made by Mann Bait Company. It was pretty easy to figure out that Little George was pulling our leg about using the Little George bait. It’s a bait that is a one-ounce hunk of fish-shaped lead with a single set of sharp little treble hooks that gets hung up if somebody even says “stump”. But we did put the trolling motor on high and maneuvered the boat slap dab out to the middle of the lake.

The water was a bit deeper than we thought fish would be holding in, but within minutes, we had on a double!  Two largemouth bass weighing about two pounds apiece. Little George wouldn’t believe it. But every time our plastic worms bounced over a clump of moss near the bottom, it seemed like we got a bite. I’ve included a picture of George holding one of the bass with today’s article. Well, kind of. It’s a picture of him, but his face has been intentionally blurred. I had to sign a document saying I wouldn’t use his picture here without his permission. We never talk about it, but I think he’s in the Witness Protection Program. He never takes off his sunglasses.

Before the day was over, we had caught about 30 bass. I know, I know — the Louisiana limit is 10 bass apiece and for two, that’s just 20. We didn’t keep all of them all. Hey, I sometimes help my wife grade her fourth grade math papers. I can do that kind of math without any help thank you very much.

Duck Dynasty quote of the day (2 days and counting until Season Two):
“All of my stories are 95 percent truthful.” — Si