Northern Michigan Big Bass Hunt 2005 2
Every year now, we get at least one day like this. Wind howling. Waves churning. Cameraguy had to leave early anyway for a golf outing he does every year.
Every year now, we get at least one day like this. Wind howling. Waves churning. Cameraguy had to leave early anyway for a golf outing he does every year.
After only a 1-day delay this year (much better than last year), we were finally off on our annual fall northern fishing and camping trophy bass hunt.
If the bass give me a choice, I’ll throw so-called power baits – spinnerbaits and crankbaits. When the bite gets tough, I don’t always immediately switch to slower or finesse presentations.
Three inches of wood pokes from shallow water hinting at the lair below. A compact white spinnerbait slides in nearby, deftly aimed between dead shoreline cattails and the stickup. No other place to hide.