Its that time of year where many angler hang up their rods and replace them with snow shovels. Winter is here! For many northern states, the cold temperatures end up freezing the lakes. Unless you are a ice fisherman this could be an upsetting time. Living in Florida that is one thing that never crosses my mind. Now don’t get me wrong, I think sixty degrees is freezing but I never have to worry about mother nature making my lakes solid. During the month of December and January I was fishing in a t-shirt and shorts due to the record breaking high heat.
I was not the only one loving these warm winter months. So were the big bass! Christmas eve the high was low eighties with a over cast. Not the exact temperatures that give you that christmas cheer but I am not one to complain. The morning started out slow. Throwing a Lucky craft minnow for a while did not get the bass attention. After about an hour I changed to an Omega Jig with a Gambler BB cricket trailer. A couple cast into the cat tails and Wham! A five pound bass choked this jig! Having that be my first big bass since February I was thrilled! As the time went on the bite started picking up. A 2 pounder here then a chunky three pounder after that. Now it was time to gain redemption with this Lucky Craft Minnow. Numerous cast and still nothing but I was determined to get a strike on this lure. I decided to change my location from sandy bottom and cat tails to a sandy bottom with a rocky bank line.
I casted the minnow in-between two water pipes. As soon as the minnow crossed the opening of that pipe my pole bent over and I knew it was a good one. After a fight that felt like a life time I finally landed her! A 6 pound large mouth. Now like I said before it has been ten months since I have caught a decent size bass. Now two in one day, I was like a kid with an unlimited spending amount in a toy store. A couple weeks after that a small front came in, highs were in the sixties with a bit of wind. Nothing to really keep an angler off the water. For some reason I had that angel on my left shoulder telling me to throw a frog. So thats what I did. I would cast a soft plastic frog over the brush piles and retrieve it at a medium pace. First bass was nothing crazy, maybe a pound? I continue to throw the frog. Im in the middle of a conversation with a friend of mine. Little did we know we were about to be interrupted by a bucket mouth explosion! A giant mouth exploded on this frog. I mean the entire body of this bass came out of the water. I set the hook as hard as I could and knew this fight is going to be one I will never forget. I thought the christmas eve six pound bass put up a fight? HA! That bass had nothing on this one. Im literally saying to myself, “Please God let me land this bass!” Thankfully, God answered my prayer. I got the net and stretched it out as far as my arm could go. You know those moments when your brain puts things into slow motion? Well this was one of those. I scooped that big bass into the net and immediately was flabbergasted by the size of this beast. Weighing at eight pounds and a length of twenty four in a half inches long. My hands were shaking, my heart was racing, and my friend was freaking out just as much as I was. It was truly an electrifying moment. It made it even better being able to experience it with good friends. I mean, isn’t that what fishing is all about?