For Lack Of Anything New To Talk About

The Creek is flying, finals are coming up, and my mind can't think of anything new to tie. The only thing I can think to write about? A good old fish tale. I mean, that's what the title even says. So here goes nuthin'. It was four in the morning, and I found myself yet again awake, rigging a rod. We were heading to Pella Crossing out in Longmont, and it was Summer. I had been the previous week, and the topwater bite was HOT. Poppers were catching tons of fish, but there was a problem. The fish were hard to get to. So there I was, four in the morning, rigging a rod... and pumping up a float tube. Twenty minutes later, I'm sitting in the lake, casting around trees and bushes. I had taken around five casts, and nothing yet but bluegill. Cast number six. Sploosh. Strip, strip, strip. Rest. BAM! Fish on! I brought in the nice 14 inch largemouth, and let him go. I did this two more times over the next thirty minutes, and then kicked back to a spot that looked  good. I put my cast in, stripped a few times, and waited. A couple seconds later, two large, dark shapes appeared. Is that dislodged sticks? No, it's fish! The first one stepped up, took a look, and darted off. Damn! But wait, the second one was still there. He came up, took a look, and tapped the fly. Not ate, tapped. But I was ready. The bluegill looking strike got a hard, fast hook-set, and I felt the rod go heavy. Fish! I fought the fish hard, and brought it to the side of my boat after a few minutes. Awesome. But there was one thing that made this fish extra special. The 18 inch bass was a smallmouth! A rare catch in colorado, especially in Pella. I had never seen one there that was this size. So I called my friend over to take a picture, then released the fish. I caught one more fish in that lake, a nice little 10 inch largemouth. After that, I moved on to the next lake. I caught some more bass and a couple bluegill, but the smallie was definitely the highlight of the day. Back to now time, there's a week of school left and I'm hoping for another great Summer. Get out there, those of you that don't have a constant pressing activity. Ha, like anyone has that.