Ye Olde Ham is a wrap! We had eight anglers. Weather was great. Hot, but breezy enough that it wasn’t unbearable. Can’t say the same about the pleasure boaters. Maniacs, all of them! One of our guys was knocked out of his yak thanks to a boat that nearly hit him. Another angler saw and help a couple who were knocked from their canoe for the same reason. And at the end of the day, by the ramp, we watched as two swimmers were nearly decapitated by a boat.
My plan was to start fishing the docks to the left of the ramp—but then Edmar called me and Edward and Chris got to the docks first. Pffft!
So I crossed the pond, fished a few docks over there, and hooked up with my first bass in some sparse pads. There used to be a lot more in this spot and many others, so they might have treated the lake for weeds. Anyone know?
From there I followed the shoreline and picked up a few on the Fat Ika, and a few more on the frog at the back of the pond.
A lot of bass, many of them over 4 pounds, were on beds. Some were protecting fry, but others were acting like they were protecting eggs. Waters temps were near 80 degrees, though, so I would think they’d have spawned out long ago.
Maybe they didn’t get the memo. Haha. Or, hell, maybe they were protecting eggs. Who knows?
I lost a number of bass and landed six total. When all was said and done, my best five went 76.50 inches and were good enough for third place.
First-timer Craig Page bested me with 78.25, which landed him in second place. Congrats, man! Good too see some new blood out there.
And then there was first…
And Donald Davis did it once again! With a hefty “bag” of five bass that went 82.75 inches! He also took lunker with an 18.25-inch chunk.
Don and Craig, I think, each caught their best five on senkos.
(Note to self: When the rod strapped down right next to you is rigged with a senko, use it.)
So there you have it. Another successful tournament! Thanks a ton for coming out, guys. I appreciate it! And congrats!
Ponkapoag is next! June 11.