AL trout bum
04-21-2012, 10:19 PM
I couldn't take it any longer. How could any self-respecting Alabama native not have caught a redeye? Redeye bass, one of the smallest black bass, are often called the brook trout of Alabama. Arrived to find that the weatherman is full of it, as usual.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210154.jpg
I arrived on the water with but one goal in mind and it was to catch redeye bass. I tied on one of my trusty one bugs that I tied and began the float.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210068.jpg
I get to the point where I am almost guaranteed a redeye strike. Cast. Bam! My first.....oh, just a longear....
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210043.jpg
I go quite a ways before even getting another strike. I keep casting and I feel like something is watching me.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210004.jpg
He kept a watchful eye on me until I was out of sight. I keep casting into typical "redeye spots." Then a tiny torpedo hit the one bug at lightning speed, I actually jumped a little. A few jumps and my first redeye bass.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210016.jpg
Thanked him and sent him on his way..
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210035.jpg
A scenery pic.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210045.jpg
This creek is loaded with variety. I have never caught one of these before either. A shadow bass..
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210054.jpg
I see some more rocks coming up. I get in position and get ready to make my first cast.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210055.jpg
I can just see the redeye I am about to fool. Cast. Wait, what the? Son of a....
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210059.jpg
That trend continued all day. I would get into prime water, and my cast would be ruined by poor line management, trees, you name it. This creek was small and not conducive to casting. I probably only fished 30% of the water I wanted. For the most part it was one cast to make it count and move on to the next spot.
A couple miles down and I see a tree bent over the water. There has to be a fish there. I cast right under it, without error miraculously, and I see the redeye hit. He bulldogs down and I try to strip it in and my line goes slack. Nooo!!!!!!!! I paddle back upstream and anchor to a rock and make a dozen casts before he hits again.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210071.jpg
Man these things are beautiful.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210075.jpg
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210154.jpg
I arrived on the water with but one goal in mind and it was to catch redeye bass. I tied on one of my trusty one bugs that I tied and began the float.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210068.jpg
I get to the point where I am almost guaranteed a redeye strike. Cast. Bam! My first.....oh, just a longear....
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210043.jpg
I go quite a ways before even getting another strike. I keep casting and I feel like something is watching me.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210004.jpg
He kept a watchful eye on me until I was out of sight. I keep casting into typical "redeye spots." Then a tiny torpedo hit the one bug at lightning speed, I actually jumped a little. A few jumps and my first redeye bass.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210016.jpg
Thanked him and sent him on his way..
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210035.jpg
A scenery pic.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210045.jpg
This creek is loaded with variety. I have never caught one of these before either. A shadow bass..
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210054.jpg
I see some more rocks coming up. I get in position and get ready to make my first cast.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210055.jpg
I can just see the redeye I am about to fool. Cast. Wait, what the? Son of a....
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210059.jpg
That trend continued all day. I would get into prime water, and my cast would be ruined by poor line management, trees, you name it. This creek was small and not conducive to casting. I probably only fished 30% of the water I wanted. For the most part it was one cast to make it count and move on to the next spot.
A couple miles down and I see a tree bent over the water. There has to be a fish there. I cast right under it, without error miraculously, and I see the redeye hit. He bulldogs down and I try to strip it in and my line goes slack. Nooo!!!!!!!! I paddle back upstream and anchor to a rock and make a dozen casts before he hits again.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210071.jpg
Man these things are beautiful.
http://i1114.photobucket.com/albums/k534/mrl0004/P4210075.jpg