Do you love big bluegill?
Blog Post #2
I decided on the spur of the moment to cycle
to the town dam this morning, so with my rod safely in the pvc pipe case I made. And all my stuff in a back pack. The cycle was tiring, but the scenery is beautiful. On my way there I disturbed a female buck grazing next to the road,one of the perks of cycling.
The hills around here make it tiresome to cycle and the dirt road can make things a bit uncomfortable.
The proteas are starting to flower and the smell of the fynbos is amazing. I live in an awesome place!
After 40 minutes of peddling, I arrived. Only to find that the water is very murky and the dam level has dropped considerably. My dark colored flys didn't do much.I think with a brighter lure, I would have caught a lot of fish.
But fishing has never, for me,has never been about catching fish. So I fished on!
Because the level of the dam had dropped so much I was walking on extremely slippery clay/mud. Almost slipped and fell a few times.
So I carefully fished around a submerged tree and I got something a solid bite. After a short struggle I got him to the shore. As I brought it in, I stepped back........... and slipped and fell on my backside. Still holding my rod in one hand and my fly line in the other. A muddy, wet backside did not dampen my excitement.
It was a bass. A bit over 20 cm. I'm not complaining but a 20 cm BG would have put up a better fight, not that I'm complaining. After the photo I returned him to the dam and he swam away. I always release what I catch; I can't bring myself to kill fish, they are to beautiful and gracefull(I'm a giant softy!).
What really makes me mad and ready to swear are fools who leave rubbish around! Plastic packets, bottles, broken glass and rubbish. How much effort does it take to take the rubbish with you when you go? Well I came home with a back pack full of other peoples rubbish.
I didn't see any baboons this time, but their tracks where everywhere.
I took some more photos and then it was time for the 40 minute cycle back. Only stopping to pick some proteas for the lady folk, it pays to keep them happy!