bobreeves
07-06-2008, 04:42 PM
I got an invite to go white bass fishing this morning. Thought it was just going to be Gene and I, but turns out it was a couple friends of his too. We were on a Bay Stealth I would guess was about a 22 footer with a 200 Yamaha. About 60 mph with 4 of us and gear! The owner of the boat is an avid fisherman and loves fishing for white bass. He lives in Texas City (Galveston Bay) but his true love is fishing Lake Livingston. I've caught quite a few white bass by accident when fishing for cats, and always released them. Minimum keeper size is 12", and most I've caught from shore have been less than 12".
We headed out to a 'secret spot' that Jim had punched in on his gps, and within 10 minutes of arriving I witnessed something I've not seen on this lake - an absolute feeding frenzy. There where white bass almost jumping into the boat. Apparently they do what killer whales sometimes do - school up, encircle a bunch of shad, chase them to the surface, then gorge. We were pulling them in one after the other - a couple snagged in the middle, by the tail, you name it. Then all surface activity would cease, but you could still catch them by jigging up and down near the bottom - we could see them on the fish finder. They like structure and drop offs and we were on the edge of a 40 ft hole. We were about to call it a day and were headed back to an on-the-water restaurant for breakfast when we saw another frenzy just ahead. Shut down the motor and caught a bunch more. Most were 13-14", but a couple closer to 16". We brought back over 60 between the 4 of us, cleaned and filetted (sp) them at the dock, and had a fish fry back at the bait shop (using Jim's secret breading). Very good eating, and tons of fun to catch.
I think I might be doing more of this *014*. I see a chest freezer in my future ;D.
PS Up until today, I kept my fishing license in my tackle box as I figured I'd always have it with me when I was fishing. This morning Gene said 'just bring your rod' when we left, and I completely forgot to grab the license. When we got to our spot Jim said 'hope everybody has a license' to which I responded 'oops'. There's at least one game warden on the lake every weekend, and because this is a holiday weekend there were a few. I just figured if we got pulled over, I would try and explain, and if I got ticketed could probably show my license in court and get off, but we lucked out. My fishing license is in my wallet now.
We headed out to a 'secret spot' that Jim had punched in on his gps, and within 10 minutes of arriving I witnessed something I've not seen on this lake - an absolute feeding frenzy. There where white bass almost jumping into the boat. Apparently they do what killer whales sometimes do - school up, encircle a bunch of shad, chase them to the surface, then gorge. We were pulling them in one after the other - a couple snagged in the middle, by the tail, you name it. Then all surface activity would cease, but you could still catch them by jigging up and down near the bottom - we could see them on the fish finder. They like structure and drop offs and we were on the edge of a 40 ft hole. We were about to call it a day and were headed back to an on-the-water restaurant for breakfast when we saw another frenzy just ahead. Shut down the motor and caught a bunch more. Most were 13-14", but a couple closer to 16". We brought back over 60 between the 4 of us, cleaned and filetted (sp) them at the dock, and had a fish fry back at the bait shop (using Jim's secret breading). Very good eating, and tons of fun to catch.
I think I might be doing more of this *014*. I see a chest freezer in my future ;D.
PS Up until today, I kept my fishing license in my tackle box as I figured I'd always have it with me when I was fishing. This morning Gene said 'just bring your rod' when we left, and I completely forgot to grab the license. When we got to our spot Jim said 'hope everybody has a license' to which I responded 'oops'. There's at least one game warden on the lake every weekend, and because this is a holiday weekend there were a few. I just figured if we got pulled over, I would try and explain, and if I got ticketed could probably show my license in court and get off, but we lucked out. My fishing license is in my wallet now.