Launched from the state park at dawn, headed straight to the Island. This is my first time on Livingston since my Dad used to troll for white bass many years ago. I was throwing my cast net for shad when a school of birds started working nearby, followed by the Mighty Red Fin. I had made the mistake of not rigging up my poles ahead of time, so lost many precious moments digging out my tackle and getting tied up. It's really hard to work a school of birds without a trolling motor without feeling like a big ol' potlicker!!! Shadslinger was using his electric to work the school, but I was at the mercy of the wind unless I wanted to charge in there and scatter them with my Yamaha 150.
I ended up with one fat striper, then spent the rest of the day trolling spoons for whites around the island and the old bridge north of there and drifting live/ fresh shad for blues west of the dam and around the island. I went home with neither blues nor whites. I did score a few Acrobat slabs from the Shadslinger; he was kind enough to make trip to the state park while I was catching a siesta to get out the sun in the early afternoon.
So it looks like I'm gonna have to invest in some fishing lessons from the Shadslinger soon if I'm to continue fishing this big body of water.
I ended up with one fat striper, then spent the rest of the day trolling spoons for whites around the island and the old bridge north of there and drifting live/ fresh shad for blues west of the dam and around the island. I went home with neither blues nor whites. I did score a few Acrobat slabs from the Shadslinger; he was kind enough to make trip to the state park while I was catching a siesta to get out the sun in the early afternoon.
So it looks like I'm gonna have to invest in some fishing lessons from the Shadslinger soon if I'm to continue fishing this big body of water.
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