The herring schools are thick up there now. They are popping on the surface, and the schools are so numerous that the 17-20' of water in the canal shows a bottom reading of 5' in places where the fish are stacked.
Boats were dropping sabiki rigs and jigging them until their rods bent-over with the weight of 4-5 herring on the line. These fish are destined to these angler's freezers, more than likely used for bait for catfish later in the year.
I was out there dodging the boat traffic, but the shad fishing for me was slow. Instead of the 10+ fish I would catch during previous trips, I was getting hits but no fish.
Then the rain showers came - boy, could I use a hot cup of coffee right about now.
After several hours of inactivity, I headed back to the launch. But I did troll a couple of jigs behind me on the way back. I passed over some clutter on the fishfinder, and a few moments later, the rod pulled back - I finally had a fish on.
|Why hello there - good to see you!|
This was the shad that gave me a lift in spirits. It wasn't a wasted trip after all - I got my biggest shad to date. I measured the fish and got it back in the water, so it could complete it's trip upriver to spawn - and headed back to the launch whistling a happy tune. Things can change that quickly when you are fishing.