The alarm went off at 3am Saturday morning, and by 4am, George and I were on the water. It's a struggle getting up that early, but I sure love the tranquility of being the first ones out and having a nice slice of the Housatonic all to ourselves.
We were over a good school of fish after about 10 short paddle strokes. George started chuckin' the zoom fluke and was determined to catch one on a 7" black slug-go tipped with a 1/2 oz jighead. Things were little quiet for the first 45 minutes or so until my slug-go found the mark on a nice 20+ incher. I had a couple more hits after that, but no takers. We paddled up to "the cove" where some ice was built up. Many times we find the stripers hanging near the outer edges of ice. No action this time. We headed to "the pipes" and soon George had a couple good schoolies on consecutive casts. We each had one or two more shake off on us as we noticed the boats starting to flood onto the water back down at the boat launch.
As dawn started to slowly brighten the skies, the action started to pick up dramatically, we found a nice school of bass right in the center of the river and I suddenly had a fish on that didn't want to come to the surface too quickly. A few moments later I had a nice 26 1/2" bass in my kayak. George was about to come over a get a photo when he hooked up with a decent fish of his own. I had my camera, but I just hadn't got it ready yet. I decided to let the fish go with no photo.
The fishing from there on out, was pretty stellar and by the time I had to leave around 8:30, I had boated 21 fish. As usual, George scored at least double my count, maybe triple, including a nice 24 or 25 incher. Here's some photos from another awesome day on the Housatonic. What a way to get my vacation started with a bang!
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