March 27-29, 2007, a batch of “good ones”

What is a “good one” when it comes to bass fishing?

While I do have a range that I’ve come to recognize as a “good one”, I think it is best to start with some other designations that I use to gauge our catches and work my way up.

For starters, a “good one” is a far cry from a “dink”. A “dink” is any bass that comes in below the 12” mark.

Now, a “keeper” is a fish that exceeds the “dink” range by coming in at 12” or better.

But among “keepers”, there is a notch that takes things to the next level. That level comes into play when the catches hit the 15”-17” range. At that size, there is a noticeable difference in body plan and shape that gets your attention. While only 3”-5” inches above the “keeper” threshold in length, the depth and girth of these next level fish really take a pronounced leap.

And that 15”-17” range, is what I qualify as a “good one.” Depending on the health and habitat, bass of this length typically weigh in around the two-pound range. These fish get your attention with a bit more heft after the hookset, better pull on the way to the boat and often elicit the “got a good one” response as they flash broadside under the surface. Those “good ones” never get old.

Of course, there’s another level that I call a “trophy”, but the odds are you’ll get more familiar with the “good ones” than the “trophies.” The cool thing about a “trophy” is that it is unlikely to be more than six inches above the range of a “good one.” But my oh my, the depth and girth of these “trophy” fish is striking in comparison.

This concludes today’s ramble through some of my habitual fishing jargon. If you peruse the multitude of fishing social media content out there on the internet you will undoubtedly hear plenty of other terms. When reviewing my expanding collection of video footage, it seems that I am prone to stating “not a giant, but…”

Here’s to some more “good ones” in 2022. Talk to you later. Troy

Back in 2016, I posted a series of eighteen posts that ran throughout the month of March and revisited the first bass of the year from 1997 to 2015. The plan was to build some anticipation for the first bass of 2016, and it turned out to be quite a catch. And 2017 was even better as described in the original post to follow.

Originally posted 3-8-17

Let’s just say that this whole first bass thing has gotten a little ridiculous the last couple of years. Quality fish to kick off the year in 2015 (first bass 5-13) and 2016 (second bass 5-9) both wound up being my Top Bass for those respective years, wild stuff. Those fortunate catches still sound like fish stories as I type this up and, I too would struggle to believe some goofy blogger. That is, if I weren’t the guy with the front row seat.

First bass from 2015 (left) and 2016 (right)

So, how did 2017 get started?

Well, just for fun, I’m gonna keep you in suspense for several paragraphs before the reveal (no peeking ahead, okay).

Stats
Date: March 4, 2017
Location: Little John Conservation Club
Time: 2:30pm-5:30pm
Weather: Sunny/windy
Air Temp: 48F
Water Temp: 44F
Totals: 1 bass
Lures: Jig & Pig (black/blue) with #11 pork frog (black/blue) – 1 bass
Top Bass: the only bass landed
Weight: stay tuned below

Notes & Nonsense

Company – As I pushed my boat into the lake, another pair of anglers arrived, and I had a decision to make when faced with sharing water. The location lends itself to a couple options that I’ll just call a right turn or a left turn. Both directions have been productive over the years, so it was not necessarily an easy decision on which portions of the lake to give up. I chose to take the figurative left and fate was on my side, winding up with no regrets or second guesses at the end of the day.

Classic, cold water, big bass bait, a jig and pig

Old Faithful – The “Old’ part of Old Faithful is certainly apt when it comes to the pork trailer on my trusty black and blue jig and pig setup. I have no idea how old this piece of pig really is nor how many bass it has fooled but it has been through the wringer as I am about as frugal as it gets when it comes to fishing stuff. The above photo shows the rig from the top where it looks normal. However, the photo below shows the pig portion flipped over to reveal how much it is chewed up and faded to almost white. I’m sure some of those Bassmaster sorts would cringe or shake their heads at my unsophisticated presentation but it fooled another fish and yes, I put it back in the old, weathered jar for next time.

As a frugal fisherman, I prolong my pork to the point that the dye gets chewed off

Perseverance – On these early season days I go out with the mindset of getting one bite knowing that the conditions are such that it is unlikely I will be greeted by a steady stream of bass coming into the boat. A weeklong batch of chilly weather, southeast wind, 44-degree water temps and a warm-up not forecast until the overnight meant it could be a challenging day. But I was glad to finally get on the water. I made my first stop at a productive area which allowed fancasting to a number of spots that have cooperated in the past. I spent 20 minutes anchored where I chose to start and fired away with the jig and pig, slow rolled spinnerbait, squarebilled crankbait, Shad Rap, and underspin with a swimbait trailer all without so much as a bite. Finally, the jig and pig paid off with a bump and a slight sideways movement of the line prompting me to shake the winter rust and set the hook. Initially, I felt I had a decent fish but a dive near the boat left me wondering just how decent this fish was truly going to be. When it surfaced, rolled, and shook its head, it was obvious that I had something special.

Details – At 6-2, this fish was my first ever in the six-pound range and my second largest bass ever landed. As such it broke nearly every personal record. In addition, it got my 2017 Top 5 off to a surprisingly good start as I doubt I’ll be culling this one when it’s all said and done.

The six-pound monkey is off my back

Aftermath – During one of my recent “20 Years of Stats” postings I included some comments about the elusive six-pounder and one fish that “might have been.” Fortune was smiling on me five days later on the first outing of 2017 as I had now caught and released the bass that I’d chased after for a long time. After a brief weigh-in, photo session and texts to Julie, Brent and Mom and Dad, I just sat for several minutes letting it sink in. Maybe a little over the top, sappy or cheesy but those three ounces better than the 5-15 bass on my ledger from February 2002 sure meant a lot to this angler. Sure, some reading this posting have bigger personal bests, and I do too, but the six-pound monkey is now off my back.

After my catch I really didn’t care how the rest of the day panned out. Good thing too, as I never got another bite.

If you are only going to catch one bass, it sure is cool when it’s a trophy fish. In the five years since this catch, I have not caught another six-pounder. However, the catch was released and perhaps has survived and now may hit the seven-pound mark. I plan on hitting this spot a time or two in 2022, so time will tell. Talk to you later. Troy