Nomad,
About 30 of us went out to Tok Bong on Sunday. The fishing was slower than normal, it was crowded, but it was a beautiful day. We started out with a tail-gate breakfast and then sttled in for some relaxing fishing. The kids had a ball, and though everyone there didn’t catch fish, I think everyone had a great time regardless.
Here’s one I caught on green power bait (released unharmed):
I wasn’t sure how it was going to work out down there at Andong because of the weather. It rained a lot, but we had a blast anyway. A few of us got down there early for the practice-fishing, and it rained like hell all morning. If you’ve never been hit in the face with rain while going 70 mph on a bass boat, let me tell you, it hurts! We caught some nice fish on Saturday, and worms seemed to be the trick. I lost a fish on a spinner bait when it snapped my line and another on a topwater when the fish spit it out after a brief drag-ripping bout. We ended up catching about four 3 lb bass and some smaller ones. Mr. Pak did a lot of dicking around with his tackle while we drifted out to the middle of the lake. I couldn’t cast to anything so I just had to wait and be patient. He spent a lot of time talking with his buds out in the middle of the lake too, but other than that it was fun.
Sunday was a different story… my partner, Mr. Im Mu-Tek, a no-bullshit professional, hell-of-a-nice-guy, and friend of Mr. Yeom’s landed a 6 lb bass within the first 5 minutes using a wacky-worm. 10 minutes later he landed a 4 pound-plus. He hooked me up with some hardware and showed me how to rig it with a weight in the head, but I never caught any on them all day. We did, however, notice something spooking the bluegill at the end of a cove. I tossed in a topwater popper, twitched it a couple of times, and a 4 pound bass inhaled it! We couldn’t believe it. We had at least 14 lbs of bass in the live-well and hadn’t even been fishing 30 minutes. I picked up a small 2 lb’r again on a topwater plug and that was it for the day. Bummer. We took 5th place and I finally got to stand on the big podium in front of my friends. We missed 1st place by 600 grams. Not bad for not having a limit. Im received some money, and I received a nice trophy and a $200 NS-BlackHole Shot Gun spinning rod. I had a great time. It was good to see some of the same folks from last year’s tournament. We made some new friends, learned some new techniques, caught some nice fish, barbequed a bunch of food, and drank a lot of beer up at Halmoni’s house. It doesn’t get much better than that.
Once in awhile you stumble across something that seems too good to be true. Saturday was one of those times. We left Pyeongtaek at 0400 and headed south to Jeonju Lake.
A group of us left Pyeongtaek Saturday morning and headed west towards Taean, for some fishing. The wind was quite strong and I knew were in for a “ride” out to the islands. I was right. The waves were coming over the gunwhales and we all got soaked right off the bat. Early on it was obvious I couldn’t take pictures and fish at the same time. I got knocked down a couple of times and was lucky I didn’t break my camera or anything else. Later the wind died down, the sun came up, and it was a beautiful day. Though I didn’t catch much of anything, most of the other guys caught quite a few rock bass. The camraderie and the scenery made the trip all worth it, even if we were the soggy-bottom boys all day.
Have a good weekend everybody - tight lines!
Back when I was about twelve-years-old I was fishing the neighborhood pond with my older brother and a friend. Fishing those days pretty much entailed using a Zebco-202 if you were lucky enough to have one, or simply tying some line to a long thin branch and fishing with a red-and-white clip bobber and a small hook. The bait was almost always night crawlers, which were in ample supply under the leaves piled up against the neighbor’s curb across the street. “The pond” we grew up around was more or less a drainage area for rainwater.
Continue reading ‘One of my favorite fishing stories from my childhood.’
I got up about 3AM Saturday morning to meet a friend from Seoul and take him out to my new favorite lake for a little bass fishing. We left Camp Humphreys at 4AM and were on the water an hour and a half later. I felt because of the high-pressure weather system we’ve had the last few days, the bass were a little more picky than usual. I started out with my usual tactic (chartreuse spinner-bait), but they didn’t seem interested. The water was extremely clear, which also may explain their pickiness… The first fish of the day was a big cat who inhaled my spinner-bait in about two feet of water. It put up a pretty good fight, twisting and turning and by the time I landed it the line was wrapped around its belly and it started up-chucking its breakfast in the boat. I could tell it had been dining on small fish. What a smell! I put it in the expando-net we had trailing along side the boat, and later it swam out. Good for it - see you next time…
Went over to I-dong lake today with some friends for some bass fishing and low and behold, there was the Nomad, who’d already beat us to the secret spot. Not to fear, I figured he couldn’t catch all of them with just a few Senkos 
We arrived about noon, the absolute worst time of day for bass fishing. You could see bass everywhere, and they could see us… I whipped out the trusty spinner bait and they just laughed at it. Rob managed to hook a couple right off the bat using one, so I felt the inspiration and kept trying. After an hour or so of no bites, I changed it up and started fishing jigs. A friend Ron was in the spot I really wanted to fish so I patiently waited for him to move on. Once he did and I got down there, I swear, two casts later and whoomph! I hooked into this little baby. I’m not sure what it weighed, but it put up a helluva fight.
Wouldn’t you know, I grabbed my trusty CASIO P.O.S. digital camera and the batteries were dead - again. Poor fish, must have more batteries in the backback somewhere… be patient, quit looking at me like that… don’t die or I’ll give you to the Nomad for dinner… “click.” Off you go.
I caught about 8 bass in all, but the only other one worth taking a picture of paled in comparison to this one so I won’t bore you with another bass pic. I had a great time, got some sun, climbed a mountain - twice, and got to catch up with some friends I hadn’t seen in awhile.
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