I went out this morning and hit the river a little later than I hoped. I got there at about 8:15. The sky was gray, the water was low and clear; I thought it would be a decent outing. I fished down river from where I walked in. I fished through about three quarters of the water accessible on this section of stream and I only had one fish bite. Sadly, I lost the fish due to a dull hook point. I had gotten hung up on a rock moments before I lost the fish and failed to inspect the hook point after I snagged. Needless to say I had a fish on and lost it because of my negligence. At this point I started to wonder why the fishing was so bad, cold front coming in, dropping pressure, low clear water; who knows. Places that normally hold fish were not producing anything this morning. I started swinging through a faster run and bam, fish on. This fish pulled hard making it clear that this was a sizable fish. I worked the fish in and brought it to hand. It was a very nice smallmouth, a large fish for this area. At this point I felt like the slow morning was worth the wait. This was the fish of the day, a picture is below. I caught another smallie that was slight larger than average and a small rock bass to finish out the morning. Just after releasing the rock bass, noticed a slight drizzle. At this point I thought to myself, I need to get back to the car before it rains. I didn't bring a rain jacket because I thought it was supposed to rain this afternoon, not this morning. As I walked back to the car it started raining and progressively came down harder and harder. I got my gear in the car and jumped in with my waders and boots on because had I waited a moment longer I would have gotten drenched. Just as I closed the door it went from a rain to an out right downpour. I made it to the car just in time to avoid getting completely soaked and I caught a good size bass; I felt like I had a lucky morning.
