My wife noticed that I had been a bit red-lined with "family management" lately, and sent me off to fish for the remainder of the weekend once her parents hit the road.
Great music for such a getaway
Too bad it was the hottest day yet of 2010,
San Antonio hit its first 100-degree day this summer on Sunday, according to the National Weather Service.
but that's alright.
I know a spot where the river's cool, and the trees are tall.
Headed out past some local landmarks-
and got started quickly on the 40 or so sunfish and bass.
Even the skinny critters were staying VERY shaded.
After I'd worked downstream a ways, the catching slowed a bit. I started hearing these odd gulp/inhale/suction takes that were quite loud given how little boil they produced. They were scattered quite a bit, and the water was too stained to get a good visual of what was going on. I figured maybe I had lucked into surface feeding carp.
I tried drifting the fluorescent foam and rubber legged bug I had tied on down where I'd seen the boils and got nothing. I was seeing tons of damsels flying around, so I figured I'd give that a shot.
Tied on one of these,
and on the first or second drift it got gulped.
I had no idea what it was, and was pretty damn excited to find out. It was way bigger than the runts I'd been catching, and fought like a bottom feeder.
Turned out to be a whiskerfish!
Wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it myself.