It’s Wednesday night, the eve of the third and final Bass Pro Shops Southern Bassmaster Open, which happens at Smith Lake, Ala. I’m writing this from the Holiday Inn Express in Jasper. Nice digs.
I won’t be a bass pro when the tournament starts tomorrow morning, but I will have “slept at a Holiday Inn last night.” Will that make me feel like I’m the real deal? Probably not. It’ll take a few chubs in the livewell to make that happen.
I drove south to Smith Lake from Ohio Monday, through steady rainfall during the last half of the trip. My roommate, North Carolinian Lee King, had been prefishing through persistent rainfall for three or four days.
There hasn’t been enough precipitation to impact the fishing on the main lake. However, the rain might have put enough stain in the backs of some of the creeks to make a difference.
I fished with King through a foggy, drizzly Tuesday. King said it was like fishing in a cloud. I told him he was wrong. We were fishing in a cloud. The mist finally burned off late in the day.
We had a fair day of fishing. We caught mainly spotted bass and left the water feeling optimistic about bagging our limits during the tournament. The next morning started chilly and foggy, which gave way to bright, warm sunshine.
We welcomed the change in the weather but struggled to get bites. We pulled King’s boat out at Noon feeling less confident. King is fishing the pro side, I’m a co-angler for this one.