Where do the real fat smallies go this time of year? That's a mystery to me. On April 26, while fishing for kitties with nightrawlers, I caught the well proportioned gal you see to your left. In spring, the big pigs seem to like to roam the shallows on my stretch of river; sometimes it seems like they move in loose packs. But once it gets hot, they pull the old Keyser Soze. It's my suspicion that the big 'uns are hanging in the deep holes by the Soo Line Bridge. But, damn, I don't know how to lure them out.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
From the Gone Fishing Archives: Fat smallies of spring
Where do the real fat smallies go this time of year? That's a mystery to me. On April 26, while fishing for kitties with nightrawlers, I caught the well proportioned gal you see to your left. In spring, the big pigs seem to like to roam the shallows on my stretch of river; sometimes it seems like they move in loose packs. But once it gets hot, they pull the old Keyser Soze. It's my suspicion that the big 'uns are hanging in the deep holes by the Soo Line Bridge. But, damn, I don't know how to lure them out.
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