Saturday was interesting. As part of my new exercise regimen (I refuse to call it merely a “kick” already) I did a fast walk/jog to Atwood’s for breakfast. That’s almost two miles. Then, with a beautiful day dawning I loaded up the kayak and by 10AM or so was on the water, launching into Backbone Creek at Johnson Park in Marble Falls. And a gorgeous day it was for sure. Bright sun, cool enough to be comfortable, and away we went.
I tossed my new Wavy Worm at a few logs and brush pile, up under a few docks, all in Backbone Creek, then worked my way out into the open lake and headed upstream. Some likely bass-holding duckweed proved fruitless as did a few more docks. I eventually headed for the other side of lake which was still largely in shade. Added a crank bait, still to no avail on the rocky points and dropoffs. Up past Channel Oaks, and then it hit me.
My friend Joe Bray, a professional fishing guide who had put me onto the Wavy Worm also had mentioned the creek across from the sand islands opposite Meadowlakes. Why shoot, I was more than 1/2 way there — so why not?
I found the creek and worked my way up it a ways, started to get some light hits on a Mepps spinner bait. Neither the watermelon green Wavy Worm nor the old faithful purple worm was producing anything. I continued up the creek lined with big oaks and lots of vegetation. Just me, the kayak and the occasional whirring of line followed by the light splash of the Mepps. It was like being in another world when I was jerked out of my reverie by what surely must be a 5 pound bass hitting the little spinner. Alas, it was merely a perch, but a right nice one. I fumbled with the camera function on my cell phone but managed not to get a picture.
A bit farther up the creek I spooked a flock of ducks — maybe a dozen or more — who seemed quite perturbed at my presence. Indeed, a power boat would not have made it up where I now found myself. Continuing, I found my way blocked by a large oak fallen into and across the creeek which obviously went farther back. But what a “bassy” looking tree it was, lying there with its arms spread making a great place for bass to lurk.
Hooking up a fresh Wavy Worm with a “Texas rig” style I just knew my luck would be improving — and it did. After just a few flips and dips and jigs of the plastic worm this nice little bass was hooked (picture is bad due to having the camera on the macro setting).
Tilt your head — and no, I was not on the verge of falling out of the kayak!
Soon it was time to head back that what do you know, the wind had shifted 180 degrees and, again, was against me. It was 2.1 miles back against a light breeze most of the way and I did end up with a good workout for the day. The total trek as shown on this GPS track was 5.25 miles for the entire route.
Am I hooked on kayak fishing? You bet!