By Rich Miller
I was tagged out very early on my last morning and didn’t have any tags left but I did have a fishing license and permission to fish a lake that we had been wanting to fish for a long time. My uncle called shortly after I got back to the barn and said he had connected on a bird also and was tagged out. Once he got back to the barn and we got the birds taken care of we were headed to the lake. As far as the weather we couldn’t have asked for a better day to go fishing.
Mick had to go and work for a while and said he would meet us at the lake when he got finished up. Once we got there it was a little slow at first and I assume it was because it was so cool the night before. It might have been cool then but the sun was out and it didn’t take long for the bass to start biting. I was using a YUM Dinger and for a while it seemed like I was catching a bass on every cast. Jimmy was using some kind of floating worm but I told him he needed to put one of the Dingers on because I was searing him out.
After catching a bunch of fish on the point where we started I moved to the back where a creek came in and caught a few small fish. That’s when I switched to a Mighty Bug and about the third cast I tied into a good one. After a short fight I got him to the bank and he was a toad. He weighted in a little over 7 ½ pounds and was fat as could be. The guy that owned the lake told us to release all bass we caught but if we caught any crappie we needed to keep every one of them.
We moved around the lake to another point that went out into the open part of the lake. I stood there and caught several bass and then I started missing some fish. They would hit it and when I would swing it was nothing on the other end. After this happened several times I noticed a crappie come to the top and miss my YUM Dinger. I immediately grabbed my crappie pole and threw it out there. I think the first 13 casts I put 13 crappie in my bucket.
I yelled at Jimmy and told him to come over that I had found the crappie. He came over there with me and we commenced to wear them out. Occasionally, we would catch a bass on our crappie jig. Jimmy had one come up and hit his jig and, after chasing him up and down the bank for about ten minutes, he finally landed a 8 ¼ pound bass on a crappie jig on light tackle. Mickey finally got off of work and joined us and when we left we took 73 crappie out with us and I am scared to say how many bass we caught.
The last day in Kansas was as good of a day as I have had in God’s great outdoors in a long time. To kill a turkey at the break of day – and have a chance to catch all the fish we did – was as good as it gets. The bad thing was when we left the big lake on that last day, the crappie were still biting when we left… but we had a bunch of fish to clean already.