There is this pond where large mouth bass are so under fished that I witnessed a man fly fishing from a canoe (the only other fisherman I saw that week); he caught 30+ bass in two hours. Apparently, his arm got tired of casting and reeling so he went home. I think it is time for me to start learning basic fly fishing. He kept casting while I, also in a canoe, spent too much time reeling, untangling, and retrieving swallowed hooks. I hate to admit it but maybe there is a better way and it was invented long ago in Scotland.
Here is a photo of the pond from our cabin window!
Bass Heaven.
A golden eagle near our cabin, also quite well fed with bass.
Sandy shows off her new elvish made canoe,"Lily Tracker," and demonstrates several paddle stroke techniques. She claims this boat takes mentally transmitted directions. Still a skeptic, I did see her turn the canoe against the wind with only a nod of her head. How does THAT work?
I only caught fifteen in the same time period in which the other guy caught thirty. Most of mine were too small. But I kept several of the pan sized bass to underwrite a nice fish sandwich or two that evening! What an amazing place! In the time it would take me to go through the drive through line of the Fast Food "Captain Crooks," a guy could float around this pond and catch enough fresh bass to have a big dinner.
I kept these pan fish. A person must eat!
But I threw back the trophy of the week, caught in the same pond the previous evening. She needed to remain in these waters just to remind the others that there are always "bigger fish."
This lunker got a reprieve. She is still lurking in the depths of this pond. If you can find the pond you might catch her next! (Of course, I'll never tell the location of the pond, but as a hint you can just make out our cabin on the rear shore.)
And the guy at the nearby boat rental told us that there were plenty of small mouth bass, pike, pickeral, stripped bass, perch, but sadly, no largemouth. Ha!
Okay, in case any reader (if any) should be wondering if the whole vacation was spent on a magic canoe on a magic pond, I must sadly report that no we also spent time at the beach, (or at least what passes for a beach in Maine.)
Okay, so we toured a Civil War Era fort also...
Then, back to the beach.
For more sand, sun, surf, and seafood.
With a hike out to Cranberry Pond.
Another week at another pond. There were loons, osprey, heron, and (guess what?) bass!
There were three or four big smallmouth bass dinners. This one was a smallmouth.
- and one day I caught a large largemouth that I should not even mention. I did not get a photo so I might have made it up or dreamt it. So forget I mentioned it.
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