2nd attempt I went out to lake Perris on Friday morning, At about 6:30 AM it was still a bright Sunday, And out of now where a thick fog moved in you couldn�t see your hand in from of you face.
You could but you know what I mean. I was so beautiful; it was kind-of eerie to say the least. I had fished with SoCalfeff in Sail Cove next to the dam, I didn�t do as well as I thought I should have as it gets a lot of pressure. Excuses every body�s got one. So this time I kicked my float tube down along the dam, metering fish as I went. I was picking up a few here and there but nothing of size one ponders I was over half way a mile or two and it must have been 10 or 11 AM buy now, So it is time to head back. The fog had burned off and I still wasn�t fooling any Bass. I had tried most of my bass flies. And couldn�t find one they liked. I turned the corned by the last buoy and was headed in, when out of now where a giant Bass Hit my new muddler I got in the Bass fly swap. the bass danced on the water then ran for deep cover of the thick aquatic plants so I pulled as hard as I could without busing my fly rod or tippet, the bass then came two feet out of the water nearly gave me a heart-a-tack. I would say he was ten pounds, about two feet long, ok a foot and half. He spat my hook;� I stayed until dark trying to catch him. Picked up a few small bass and a few Blue Gills, I think they way it happened was better than catching him something so beautiful shouldn't be handled. Ya that�s it, No wait I hit the release button on my fly Rod, Because I practice Catch and release. That�s my story and I am sticking to it. � � Steve Clark Moreno Valley, Ca. http://www.deepcreekflyfishers.org/
