Some of our February tournaments at
Jordan have come at the end of a week of 60 and 70
degree weather with high water
and the bass chasing spinner-baits in the shallows. Not
this time! It was 16.4 degrees when I left the
house at 6 A.M. Saturday heading for Farrington ramps. I
was wondering if the cold and predicted 20 mile per hour
winds would keep the turnout low. Pulling into
Farrington I met up with Matt who was just leaving
because nobody was there and he thought he had gotten
the wrong ramp information. Well, it was the right landing so we
decided to put in, enjoy the sunrise [see pictures] and
wait around until the 7 A.M. starting time. Around 7:30
we started idling out when the only two other club
members to fish that day, Randy and Tim, pulled up to
the ramps. I had decided that with the cold
nights we had been having and a water temperature of
41.4 degrees fishing deep where conditions are more
stable would be my best chance. By 10 A.M. I hadn't had
a bite fishing rip rap when by chance the wind blew me
close to a fish attractor buoy. Glancing at the graph I
spotted a brush pile at about 18 feet. I needed a break
from losing jigs on the rocks and decided to give it a
try. The first cast went to the other side of the pile
and as the jig inched over the top and began to fall, my
only bite and fish for the day hit it with a thump. It's good to have a plan and try to
figure them out but sometimes it takes just plain luck
to make it work. Three of us had decided to take out
about 1:30 since the fish were not cooperating and the
wind was blowing 3 foot waves over the dock.
However, "Wild Man" Goss made sure everybody stayed to
the bitter end by doing his thing until one minute to 3,
the weigh in time. One other short fish was caught on a
jig and that was it for the four of us. The weather and
the fishing were tough but everybody seemed to take it
in stride.
Winner