yolo
11-18-2010, 06:02 PM
Woke up this morning ready to go to work cause I had a meeting this morning. Open up my email and see that the customer wants to change it to early afternoon. Opportunity knocks I guess cause I took the long way to work and the duct trail.
I hit the first spot and nothing. Hit the second spot and first cast I get a hit and hook up and it doesn't feel right. I land it and it is a catfish that got belly hooked. Hit third spot and nothing. Hit fourth spot and nothing (this is the spot that has me skunked for 26 years for a striper). Hit fifth spot and there is someone there (who I just saw is Double A from his post). He walked up a ways and I slowly made my way up. After just a few casts I get hit twice on the same cast. Keep casting there and nothing. I keep working it up flow and nothing. Double A heads back and I tell him to try where I was because I had a double hit. I start to make my way back as he has kept going down flow now. I work the area again and I get a hit and set the hook and it is on for a few seconds but it gets off. Double A is now walking back towards me and mentions that he saw me hook set and my pole bend but it's gone. We part ways and say goodbye. I hit a sixth spot and after a few casts hook up again and it feels weird again. Land it and it is another catfish. This time it was side hooked. Twice in a matter of hours???
Hit the final spot cause I have to leave enough time to get to my 1:00pm appointment in the SF Valley. I am walking for a bit and casting my yolo tickler and nothing. I get to the front side of a gate and am throwing it in there. About the sixth cast, I hook up and it runs for the gate. This was definitely a striper. The water was funneling into the narrow gate and moving quick. It splashes as I get it to the top right under the gates cement. It is turned and is heading for the buoys. I muscle it back and bring it in to the edge. It is between a complete barbed wire enclosure and the water level is too high to get around it to go grab it and release it. I don't want to drag it up the cement and get it tangled in the barbed wire because I was going to release it and didn't want to unnecessarily injur it. I grab my phone from the holster to try to snap a quick pic. It is belly up in the small backflow. I am fumbling to take a pic and I get one click off and as soon as I do it flops and turns and my 6" yolo tickler with 2.5oz lead head slings out of his upper lip and off he swims. It looked like a 20" fish. Nothing big but a striper none the less.
Threw for a few more minutes but nothing else and I had to take off and get to my appointment.
Drove by Quail and no water was coming in or going out. Pyramid was so full that I didn't see any shoreline. Just mountains running into the water.
Sorry for the bad pic but it's all I could get off in a hurry. I assure you it is a striper in that pic.
http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo144/JetSkiJunkie118/Duct%2011-18-10/Duct11-18-10.jpg
I hit the first spot and nothing. Hit the second spot and first cast I get a hit and hook up and it doesn't feel right. I land it and it is a catfish that got belly hooked. Hit third spot and nothing. Hit fourth spot and nothing (this is the spot that has me skunked for 26 years for a striper). Hit fifth spot and there is someone there (who I just saw is Double A from his post). He walked up a ways and I slowly made my way up. After just a few casts I get hit twice on the same cast. Keep casting there and nothing. I keep working it up flow and nothing. Double A heads back and I tell him to try where I was because I had a double hit. I start to make my way back as he has kept going down flow now. I work the area again and I get a hit and set the hook and it is on for a few seconds but it gets off. Double A is now walking back towards me and mentions that he saw me hook set and my pole bend but it's gone. We part ways and say goodbye. I hit a sixth spot and after a few casts hook up again and it feels weird again. Land it and it is another catfish. This time it was side hooked. Twice in a matter of hours???
Hit the final spot cause I have to leave enough time to get to my 1:00pm appointment in the SF Valley. I am walking for a bit and casting my yolo tickler and nothing. I get to the front side of a gate and am throwing it in there. About the sixth cast, I hook up and it runs for the gate. This was definitely a striper. The water was funneling into the narrow gate and moving quick. It splashes as I get it to the top right under the gates cement. It is turned and is heading for the buoys. I muscle it back and bring it in to the edge. It is between a complete barbed wire enclosure and the water level is too high to get around it to go grab it and release it. I don't want to drag it up the cement and get it tangled in the barbed wire because I was going to release it and didn't want to unnecessarily injur it. I grab my phone from the holster to try to snap a quick pic. It is belly up in the small backflow. I am fumbling to take a pic and I get one click off and as soon as I do it flops and turns and my 6" yolo tickler with 2.5oz lead head slings out of his upper lip and off he swims. It looked like a 20" fish. Nothing big but a striper none the less.
Threw for a few more minutes but nothing else and I had to take off and get to my appointment.
Drove by Quail and no water was coming in or going out. Pyramid was so full that I didn't see any shoreline. Just mountains running into the water.
Sorry for the bad pic but it's all I could get off in a hurry. I assure you it is a striper in that pic.
http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo144/JetSkiJunkie118/Duct%2011-18-10/Duct11-18-10.jpg