Warren, I have not known what to say to you about your newborn fears & still
don't. I almost (or should have) drowned on the flooded Gasconade River in
SW Missouri in the early 70's, & I know those kind of fears first hand.
Unfortunately, memories of the details will never go away, nor will the sick
dreams that will grow from them. You are in my prayers, good friend.

Bob
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"WARREN WOLK" wrote in message
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I'll try john buddy, I'll try. Stay tuned.

A 3 acre pond sounds pretty darn nice to this guy about now lol...

Warren

"johnval1" wrote in message
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I am very interested in hearing about Warren Wolk's experience on
Champlain. It's always fascinating to hear what "really" went on out
there. While we are waiting for that report, I can offer my own experience
on my little 3 acre pond.

I went out yesterday to do some bluegill and crappie fishing. I thought
I would thin the population out just a wee bit. I took out my trusty
ultra-light with 4 lb mono on a Mitchell 308-A. I rigged up 1/32 pink
and white jig heads with various itsy bitsy panfish grubs.

A rain front was only 8 hours away so I thought the fishing would be
good, and it was! On my second cast, I nailed a 1.5 lb yellow bullhead.
He took that grub just a foot below the surface and nearly bent the
ultra-light in half. Then the bluegill took over and over the course of
several hours floating around the pond in my little 10' Porta-Bote (boy I
love that thing), I must have caught 5 dozen or more bluegill.

As I was leaving the pond, I drifted along the weed edge and horizontally
jigged a tiny yellow and white jig. I had caught a 12" LM previously in
the week in this manner and was hoping for a repeat performance. I
slowly danced the jig and felt just the smallest amount of resistance.
Weeds? No. After a mighty struggle, I managed to boat the cutest little
4" LM that I have ever seen. In fact, I have never seen a bass that
small before. I almost peed my pants laughing.

I gave that little guy a kiss, told it to grow up and released it.. As I
always say, A Bass a Day keeps the Blues Away. Beat that story Warren!

John
The Mighty Fisherman