As the plight of 2019 rages on, I have had little time to fish since February. I do not feel comfortable travelling more than an hours distance from my Mom's house
(just in case). So, last week, with only five hours to actually fish, I hit a lake near me for some smallmouth action. Mainly because I knew I would catch a few in the short amount of time I had AND because I was getting sick, and if I got to feeling too crappy I was only 40 minutes from home.
I pretty much committed to a spinnerbait and swimming a Texas-rig for follow-ups. Wish I would have had more time...but the trip served its purpose:
