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After 2 whole months of not fishing due to a broken wrist, I finally got an opportunity to get out on the water this evening and wet a line with my cousin, Cody. We put in at Queen's at 5:00, and I spotted something white making a commotion on the water's surface. We motored over to investigate and found what I'm convinced was the biggest shad Lake Norman has ever seen. I reached down and grabbed the behemoth and took a few pictures, and we got fishing shortly thereafter.
We started off fishing a main lake point. Cody got bit on a deep diver in about 14' of water. I was throwing a crank as well, but I had a gut feeling that I needed to tie on a popper. After a brief internal debate about whether or not I should trust my instinct, I decided I'd give it a shot. 4 casts later, I was hooked up with a decent keeper. We went on to fish around the point and I caught 2 more off of some rip rap, both pretty shallow. We decided to switch to another spot, where I caught a keeper and two fish that were hardly any bigger than the popper itself. Cody was throwing a buzzbait, chatterbait, shaky head, fluke, and a Carolina rig, but he didn't get anymore bites after his first.
All of the bass seemed to strike the very back of the lure, or miss it entirely. I was super antsy towards the beginning, so I ended up missing 2 or 3 fish because I yanked the lure right out from in front of them. One of the ones I landed had actually missed the lure 3 times in a row. I was shocked I actually had the patience to let him eat it before loading the rod, but I guess practice makes perfect. Just pay attention and keep on popping until you feel that sucker finally get ahold of it. The bass were going for a pretty aggressive popping pattern with a long pause as soon as the cast hits the water and in between about 5 sharp pops.
Overall, it was a great couple hours out on the lake. I was absolutely stoked to get back on the water after my injury, and there's nothing like some quality fishing time with your best friend. Catching a couple fish never hurts either!
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We started off fishing a main lake point. Cody got bit on a deep diver in about 14' of water. I was throwing a crank as well, but I had a gut feeling that I needed to tie on a popper. After a brief internal debate about whether or not I should trust my instinct, I decided I'd give it a shot. 4 casts later, I was hooked up with a decent keeper. We went on to fish around the point and I caught 2 more off of some rip rap, both pretty shallow. We decided to switch to another spot, where I caught a keeper and two fish that were hardly any bigger than the popper itself. Cody was throwing a buzzbait, chatterbait, shaky head, fluke, and a Carolina rig, but he didn't get anymore bites after his first.
All of the bass seemed to strike the very back of the lure, or miss it entirely. I was super antsy towards the beginning, so I ended up missing 2 or 3 fish because I yanked the lure right out from in front of them. One of the ones I landed had actually missed the lure 3 times in a row. I was shocked I actually had the patience to let him eat it before loading the rod, but I guess practice makes perfect. Just pay attention and keep on popping until you feel that sucker finally get ahold of it. The bass were going for a pretty aggressive popping pattern with a long pause as soon as the cast hits the water and in between about 5 sharp pops.
Overall, it was a great couple hours out on the lake. I was absolutely stoked to get back on the water after my injury, and there's nothing like some quality fishing time with your best friend. Catching a couple fish never hurts either!
