Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Mullica, By Alexi

   I went into this day with a really negative attitude.
  I had to deal with some bull-shit stress at work before leaving, and that's never any good.  Also, since the day before I was skunked, well, lets just say my positive vibes were on the negative side.  Steve, however, was pumped.  He bought more bloodworms, even though we had nearly two dozen, just because he predicted soooo many fish were going to be caught.
    It was our first time fishing this far up the Mullica River.  We pulled up to the launch site we presumed would be empty and found it full of trucks.  (It appeared as though the people there all knew each other.)
    Once on the water, we found a small rip in the current and positioned ourselves near it, and near another guy in a Jon boat.  He was hooking up with what looked perch, but from that distance could have also been small stripers.  I immediately switched to this funny perch rig I had from last year.  It had small gold hooks with little orange floats on it.  I really never imagined it working for anything I would ever do, but somehow, since I had heard all this talk of perch being at this spot, I threw it on.  Pretty soon I had this guy pictured to the left.



As the day progressed I managed to land a total of 5
Perch, (some pretty nice sized ones), and about 6 or 7 short stripers.  Mostly on my funny perch rig.  So, what about Steve?
     By some inexplainable twist of fate, for all of his positive energy at the beginning of the day, he managed to get the skunk.  There is no consoling the soul when the person next to you fishing with same tools is catching fish and you're not.  It's really as though a super-natural curse is upon you.
     When it's all said and done, we found a close to home, easy to launch, early spring fishing spot.
..THe End...

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