Just read the piece in the March-April South Carolina Wildlife about the spring run thru the capital city! I haven’t fished there since I was at USC in 1965. Can remember my first trip to the rocks at what is now the zoo with my buddys and girls and lot of pbrs. Sittin in the running water and seeing fish scooting all around us. On my next trip home i took back my 300 Mitchel reel and rod and some spooks, lost all my baits on good fish and went back to the girls and cold beer ( more important in those days!) Just thinking how many folks this artical will sturr up. I’m to old to walk the banks now and will stick to the lakes. I think the old Glassmaster in the photo is mine taken a long time ago
The Spook and Spook Jr. are 2 of my go to baits when fish are hitting on top, especially largemouth. My first fishing reel was a Mitchell 300 on a medium action rod that is about 7’. The label on the rod is wore off so I don’t know the brand, but it probably came from Sears. It was my father’s setup, but I used it a lot. I would ride my bike to ponds in the area and fish. I only had 2 lures - a Thin Fin and a Dying Quiver. Those along with some small hooks, sinkers, corks, and a couple slices of bread and I could catch fish. In those days (mid to late 60’s), you could fish just about anywhere and no one would say anything. Heck, we all knew each other. I still have that rod and reel. It brings back many good memories.
-The size of a fish is directly proportional to the time between when it’s lost and the story is told. - Me
-What’s the best eating fish, you ask? I’ve found that for a lot people, its the ones that they happen to be able to catch, clean, and cook. - My Dad
-Until you have loved a dog, part of your soul remains unawakened. Anatole France (paraphrased)
-RIP my “Puppy Dog” 10/15/2004 - 1/14/2013. I’ll never forget him. What a special friend he was.