They are all over the surface feeding on sand eels which made them pretty finicky yesterday but there were too many all around to not be able to hook up.
The fish were under the birds at all times on and off the edges but they were so focused on the feeding frenzy that you could pull right up on them with the boat and not spook them. If we had put some solid effort into netting them from the boat we seriously may have
had a solid chance at nabbing one and I think that I have only been in that position once before.
The whole event reminded of a late night on the houseboat on our everglades fishing trip a few months ago. I was burping up balls of stomach acid from all the crap we had been eating and I guess maybe drinking all day and night for two days but I could not go to sleep
until I attacked the jalapeno cheese sauce with chips.
I was so done and I consciously knew I should stop but I kept force feeding myself knowing that I was in danger. Okay, I am done as I love that cheese
dip so much which is why it is never allowed in my house. Oh yeah, back to the bass feeding frenzy that reminded me of Petey eating potatoes chips in bed on
our last houseboat trip with his eyes completely closed asleep. He was chewing and shoveling in chips and crumbs were falling out everywhere in his bed and he was asleep and he still could not stop.
Weird things do happen in nature and on houseboats that cannot be explained which is why we cannot explain to the crowd that Mike O’Brien and his crew might win
this event again this year.
Could you at least make a serious run at this thing for once you freaking Lewis brothers?