Update thru weekend
<p><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana">Today's weather forecast
is calling for a slight chance of showers with winds from the south @ 10.
Saturday's forecast called for 0% chance of rain with winds from the east at 15
- 20 Knots. Saturday it started relatively calm but by 9:AM the weatherman was
right about the wind as the wind came and within short order we were fighting
20+ winds. 20 knots = 23 MPH and the weatherman proved to be dead on from 10:AM
on. However he was a tad bit off about the rain as a rainstorm bore towards the
Farm at 1:30. <br>
<br>
Temperatures did get into the low 80's so it made for a pleasant change for two
of the 3 gents I had on board. Three young gents in and around their 60's
arrived with a trip on the Marsh as part of their annual get together. These
guys presently live in Yorktown, Va., Holland, NY, and Davenport, Florida, but
their commonality was that they all went to high school together in upstate New
York. Your own Houdini, J. Geckler, Howard Hoffman of Davenport, and Art from
Yorktown proved once again that "boys will be boys" as the banter flew about the
boat in a continuous and humorous manner throughout the day.<br>
<br>
We started in the SW area of the Farm throwing both topwater jerk baits and
T-rigged plastics in our search for the lunker. The hydrilla over here is matted
in some of the area and spread out and growing in the rest. After an hour and
not so much as one "howdy" from the bass we were seeking we moved through the
mat to the deeper south. As you move southward the mat has dropped back and the
water is fairly open. <br>
<br>
It didn't take long before our first fish of the day; Small he was, but a bass
nonetheless. While we fished we kept in contact with Scott who was out on the
center N/S ditch just south of the intersection, and working the area with
rattletraps. We continued in our area with an occasional bass and decided to
move out when Scott reported several fish on the traps. As we moved the short
distance out to Scott's location the wind hit and the bite he had died. After a
short while we went back to the area in the SW, moving from stump to stump and
fishing the areas we could reach while tied off. <br>
<br>
All the conditions were in place for an upset. Bass win and we lose. I sure do
dislike that term "that's fishing", but although the fishing was lacking the
camaraderie was plentiful as we finished out the day and headed for the ramp.
Houdini was a definite winner with fish caught, but all three were winners as
they shared memories and time together out here. <br>
<br>
See you on the water. Say hi if you get the chance.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Verdana">Today's weather forecast
is calling for a slight chance of showers with winds from the south @ 10.
Saturday's forecast called for 0% chance of rain with winds from the east at 15
- 20 Knots. Saturday it started relatively calm but by 9:AM the weatherman was
right about the wind as the wind came and within short order we were fighting
20+ winds. 20 knots = 23 MPH and the weatherman proved to be dead on from 10:AM
on. However he was a tad bit off about the rain as a rainstorm bore towards the
Farm at 1:30. <br>
<br>
Temperatures did get into the low 80's so it made for a pleasant change for two
of the 3 gents I had on board. Three young gents in and around their 60's
arrived with a trip on the Marsh as part of their annual get together. These
guys presently live in Yorktown, Va., Holland, NY, and Davenport, Florida, but
their commonality was that they all went to high school together in upstate New
York. Your own Houdini, J. Geckler, Howard Hoffman of Davenport, and Art from
Yorktown proved once again that "boys will be boys" as the banter flew about the
boat in a continuous and humorous manner throughout the day.<br>
<br>
We started in the SW area of the Farm throwing both topwater jerk baits and
T-rigged plastics in our search for the lunker. The hydrilla over here is matted
in some of the area and spread out and growing in the rest. After an hour and
not so much as one "howdy" from the bass we were seeking we moved through the
mat to the deeper south. As you move southward the mat has dropped back and the
water is fairly open. <br>
<br>
It didn't take long before our first fish of the day; Small he was, but a bass
nonetheless. While we fished we kept in contact with Scott who was out on the
center N/S ditch just south of the intersection, and working the area with
rattletraps. We continued in our area with an occasional bass and decided to
move out when Scott reported several fish on the traps. As we moved the short
distance out to Scott's location the wind hit and the bite he had died. After a
short while we went back to the area in the SW, moving from stump to stump and
fishing the areas we could reach while tied off. <br>
<br>
All the conditions were in place for an upset. Bass win and we lose. I sure do
dislike that term "that's fishing", but although the fishing was lacking the
camaraderie was plentiful as we finished out the day and headed for the ramp.
Houdini was a definite winner with fish caught, but all three were winners as
they shared memories and time together out here. <br>
<br>
See you on the water. Say hi if you get the chance.</span></p>
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