In
this very column I am fixin’ to tell all you fishermen how to catch a five-pound
smallmouth and three or four seven-pound largemouth on the same fishing trip,
so if that interests you, keep reading.
This
is prompted by a phone call I got last spring. A fellow from a group calling
itself ‘the smallmouth alliance’ called me recently and asked me if I was still
guiding float fishermen on Ozark rivers.
I do that on a limited basis, and a friend of mine, Dennis Whiteside,
guides river fishermen on a weekly basis, all over Missouri and Arkansas.
“I want to catch a smallmouth between four and five pounds,
just once,” he said, “and I have been told you are the one who can help me do
it.”
Most
readers know I come from a river family, and began guiding float fishermen who
were mainly after smallmouth bass, when I was only 12 years old. I was following in the footsteps of my
grandfather, father and uncles on the Big Piney River. Dad and Grandpa made the wooden
johnboats and I put them to good use at a young age.
On
Ozarks streams in my lifetime I have caught lots of four-pound smallmouth. In those years gone by I have only
landed two bona-fide five-pound brownies myself, one from Crooked Creek in Arkansas
and one from the Niangua. They
were just a couple ounces over five pounds.
I think I had one on the Kings River in Arkansas once that
would have weighed five pounds that I released in the early 1980’s.
But
when I was about thirteen, I paddled Joe and Katy Richardson down the Big
Piney, and in a long stretch of shaded swift water that local folks referred to
as the Ink Stand, Mrs. Richardson hooked into biggest Ozark river smallmouth I
have ever seen. We had no net but I got out in knee-deep water and got ahold of
its lower lip. I don’t know which of the three of us was more excited. That was the only bona-fide six-pound
smallmouth I have ever seen taken from an Ozark river by rod and reel.
Grandpa
and I caught one nearly that large one late summer night at a place called the
Peaked Rock eddy, on a trotline.
Completely against his nature, Grandpa talked me into letting it go,
thinking it was bad luck to keep a bass on a trotline if you were after 30 or
40 pound flatheads. Years later, I
wrote an article about that night and the big smallmouth I released. Outdoor Life magazine published it, in
1974 I think.
But
that doesn’t answer the question of how to catch a four to five pound brownie
in the Ozarks. It can be done, but
the odds are against it. Our
rivers are a shell of what they were 30 or 40 years ago when I regularly saw
big bass taken during the day.
Those deep holes are filled in so much, and fishing pressure is so great
that four pound smallmouth, say in a river like the Niangua or Crooked Creek,
are probably five percent or less of the number found in 1974. I know… I was there! I probably saw those rivers,
floated and fished them, before
smallmouth alliance members or today’s fisheries biologists were born.
But I am sure that this week or next, even into August, I
can catch a five-pound smallmouth or a few seven-pound largemouth. I would do it on some little isolated
lake up in the Lake of the Woods area of Northwestern Ontario. I would take my tent and fishing gear
and camping supplies and have my friend Tinker Helseth, a bush pilot from
Nestor Falls, fly me in to those places where there are no lodges and no cabins
and no fishermen. He has one such
nameless lake where he flew a small boat in, strapped to his airplane’s
pontoon. One day on that lake a
friend and I caught about fifty largemouth that were all less than 2
pounds. That night in the darkness
we fished with a jitterbug and caught lunkers one after another. None exceeded seven pounds by much,
because up there, largemouth bass don’t get any bigger than that. In Canada, largemouth and smallmouth
seldom thrive together in the same lakes.
Smallmouth, which are an introduced species, take over and crowd out the
native largemouth.
There
are many more small wilderness lakes today where you can find the smallmouth,
and likewise, in the heat of July and August you most likely won’t catch any
really big ones. But if you will
pitch a tent on a windy, barren rock point where the mosquitoes get carried off
on any breeze, you sleep until after sundown, then paddle along the shores
fishing that jitterbug. If you can
handle that kind of fishing until first light, which comes a little after three
a.m., you have a better than 50-50 chance to catch that five pound, or maybe
six-pound smallmouth. To tell the
truth, I would give my left ear to be up there in early August. My left ear is of little value, since
my hair covers it anyway!
You
have to use strong line and a steel leader, because sometimes a 30- or 40-pound
muskie will target your jitterbug.
That happened to my dad once when I took him to Canada on a night-fishing
jitterbug outing. He said that
when the musky clobbered the jitterbug along the shore in the twilight, he
thought briefly that Canada might have alligators! Dad didn’t land that muskie but he did catch smallmouth
bigger than any he had landed on the Big Piney.
In
my summer issue of the Lightnin’ Ridge outdoor magazine, you can read all about
fishing the jitterbug in the Ozarks at night, but it isn’t easy to do unless
you are an experienced ‘casting-gear’ angler. Forget doing that with spinning
gear. It takes an effort most of
today’s fishermen won’t make.
There are lots of things to hang up on in the dark, and some snakes and
bugs, etc. And big smallmouth at
night concentrate in a certain kind of water you have to know how to find.
So
I told the fellow who called, to get back to me in the dead of summer and we’d
go to Canada and fulfill his dream, if he can handle the discomfort of it all,
and the cost. If not we will camp
on an Ozark river gravel bar somewhere, fish all night and pray for a miracle!
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