On a June Saturday 18 members of the Potato Creek Bassmasters fished our June tournament at Lake Oconee. After casting from 5:30 AM to 2:00 PM we brought 21 14-inch-long keeper largemouth weighing about 36 pounds to the scales. Nobody had more than three keepers and 9 fishermen didn’t weigh in a fish.
Lee Hancock won with three weighing 6.19 pounds, beating Raymond English’s three weighing 6.18 pounds after Raymond had a .02-pound penalty for a dead fish. Raymond did win the big fish pot with a 2.67 pound largemouth. Caleb Delay had three weighing 4.66 pounds for third and my three at 3.79 pound was fourth.
Robert Howell fished with me and we had high hopes as we ran to a grassy point near the dam. It was barely light enough to see so I picked up a spinnerbait and started casting to the edge of the water willow grass bed that ran around it. Robert was following me with a topwater popper.
On about my tenth cast a fish grabbed my spinnerbait and I landed a 15-inch keeper. That made me feel pretty good. A 13.5-inch fish quickly followed, fun but too short to keep. After we rounded that point we idled across to the next one with grass running around it.
Since it was getting light enough to see a little better I started casting a buzzbait. I like to wait until it is light enough for the bass to home in on a moving topwater bait and make sure they don’t miss it.
I caught my second keeper before 6:00 AM on the buzzbait. It was just over the 14-inch line on my keeper board. Then I got another 13-inch fish on the buzzbait. Two keepers and two throw backs in 30 minutes seemed like a good start.
When the sun came over the horizon we ran to a deep rocky bank back in a creek. As we fished down it we made some casts to the bank, working our baits from a couple feet deep to almost 20 feet deep at the boat. And we would make some casts parallel to the bank. I had found a line of boulders in about 20 feet deep running parallel to the bank here last fall and caught some fish off it, but they did not produce anything this time.
About halfway down the bank Robert set the hook and his rod bowed up. The strong fish stayed deep pulling straight down, often a bad sign, and sure enough when he got it where we could see it was a ten-pound flathead catfish. Fun to catch and a good fight, but no help in a tournament.
For the next five hours we fished a variety of places, casting to grass beds, skipping baits under docks, working brush and rock piles from shallow to 20 feet deep and any other places we could think to try. We caught a couple of short fish but no more keepers.
Just before noon we fished into a small creek, casting to docks and the seawall. I told Robert there was a little trash on a secondary point ahead of us where I had caught some fish in the past. When I hit the trash with my shaky head, I got a bite and landed a barely 14-inch-long keeper, giving me three with two hours left to fish.
A little after noon we stopped on a rocky main lake point and something thumped my worm. When I set the hook a strong fish ran a few feet to the right and I thought I felt my line rub something, then it broke. When I reeled in to re-tie, the last six inches or so of my line was frayed.
It may have been a big catfish or a gar. Both are strong and a gar’s teeth will fray and cut your line. And catfish will try to run under rocks and fray your line. Whatever it was I will never know.
With thirty minutes left to fish we stopped on a brush pile in front of a dock and Robert and I both landed short bass. That was it, we had to go in to a surprising weigh-in. I was shocked to come in fourth.
While we fished there was an ABA tournament on Oconee. It took 16.57 pounds to win and 16.39 pounds to place second and 6.64 pounds came in 18th!