Structure Scan Installation

IMG_0764This weekend I was attempting to install the Structure Scan Sonar Imaging System by Lowrance, to expand the electronics capabilities on my Triton X18 aluminum bass boat. I studied the installation instructions, made sure I had all the hardware and tools necessary to do the job. The one thing I didn’t do was make sure the batteries for my electric drill were charged. The batteries weren’t charged nor could I find the battery charger. Needless to say very little was accomplished today, but not all was lost. When my wife returned from shopping she found my charger for me, but by then I was in no mood to go any further on the installation. Maybe tomorrow?

Trout Fishing

Fred and I went trout fishing the other day, the first time in over thirty years for me. It was a two hour drive to get in the general area of where we were to fish. Another thirty minutes and three turnarounds and we were at Fred’s fishing hole.” Just a short 100 yard walk and we will be fishing” Fred tells me! The first 100 yards was along a field, the next fifty yards were on a pretty clear path through the woods. We came to a path to the left, but Fred said to keep going straight. The trail wasn’t so clear for the next fifty yards. We came to another trail off to the left, but again Fred says to stay on the trail we were on. I questioned Fred’s navigation skills at this point because no one had been on this part of the trail in over a week and I told him so.  But never being here myself I went on and hacked a trail for the next fifty yards, finally coming to a clearing.  never went in the clearing, I stood in the trail, just looking into the clearing. Fred comes up behind me and tells me that we have gone to far…so we turn around finally getting to his fishing hole!

Despite losing a pint of blood to the briars, mosquitoes and stinging gnats, the fishing was fun. Fred caught the limit (5) and I caught three, not bad at all I think. We got back to the truck, I put the fish in the cooler. my rod-n-reel in the back of the truck and I climbed in the cab and turned on the AC. Fred spent another two minutes at the back of the truck sorting his gear out. I will say that Fred is meticulous about his fishing gear. Well he finally got in the truck and off we went, back down the mountain headed home. I backed up to the shed at Fred’s house, so we could clean the trout, about 10:30 that night. I got to the back of the truck to find the tailgate down, no cooler….hence no fish.  The next day my wife told some of her co-workers that I had gone trout fishing. One of them said they bet that the trout tasted good. All my wife could say was ”you would think so”.

Mud Wins-Mud Wins!!!

IMG_0667-1There was a smack down on Lake Russell  today between Fred and I… The other week I posted a photo of Fred on our last fishing trip. I made no mention of who caught what or the most. I just shared a serene photo of Fred and the sunset. Quiet a nice photo I think. Never once did I mention I caught three fish; a crappie, spotted bass and catfish. Nor did I mention that Fred had caught only one fish that day, but today he says it was two. One or two, what difference does it make at this point? (I have heard that somewhere before.)  Well anyway, it shouldn’t make any difference except for the bragging rights that are bestowed on the winner of each trip. Last year Fred wore me out…I don’t recall what the finally tally was, but I do recall Fred gave me a spanking…A pretty good one…

Well today that all changed and changed big time. The first fish of the day was a nice striped bass pictured here. I went on to catch ten more bass to Fred’s three. Fred changed rod and reels figuring he had the wrong type of line, then changed the way he operated the trolling motor. Saying something about back wash?  Being  the nice guy that I  am, I offered Fred the use of my rod and reel…That didn’t set too well with ole Fred, but I had to get that jab in. I could go on and on about Fred’s tactics on trying to keep me from catching more fish that he, but l won’t because I know what goes around comes around…And paybacks can be hell.

The rain came down and the water came up…..

I can now agree with NOAA, “the draught is over here in South Carolina”.  The rain stopped for a few minutes so I walked down to the pond to turn the bilge-pump on the boat before any more water got in it. My little ole-jon-boat has sunk several times while tied to the cleaning station…partly due to rain and partially due to the pin hole in the bottom. I was surprised to see how high the water level was, never had I seen it so high. The two chairs have been in the same place for five years or so, always on dry land, but not this particular afternoon.2013_03_24_0800

Fishing in the Rain!

I kinda invited myself to a fishing trip with Kent to Clarks Hill Lake. The new name of  the lake is Thurmond Lake, but being an old-timer it is Clarks Hill to me. Kent is a young man 40 years my junior and he loves to fish. We have talked about going for years but I would never get off my lazy butt to go. Times are a changing for me and I am back into fishing, ponds mostly, but I wanna fish the big reservoirs we have here in South Carolina again. Back in the 80’s I fished the big lakes 150 to 200 times a year, but somewhere along life’s highway I quit. Only recently have I got to fish the big lakes again. I was lucky enough to go with Freddie G. on fishing trips to Lakes Hartwell and Russell earlier this year.

The weather forecast was for thunderstorms pretty much all day, but I was gonna go fishing anyway. (If Kent still wanted to go.) We have been having storms most everyday for the past week, but 90% of them  come in the late afternoon and we figured it wouldn’t be any different today…Wrong!

We fished from 7:30 to 3:30 in and out of the rain, wind and lightning.  At times the lightning was unnerving to say the least. But no matter how bad the weather, Kent put us on fish. I put eight bass in the boat, broke off twice, lost two swinging them in the boat and just flat-out missed six to eight fish. Kent caught at least twelve bass, we kinda quit counting his. Ain’t no doubt he is a good fisherman, I think he is good enough to make a living out of it with a little help. Who knows, maybe a sponsor will come along.We got wet for sure, but it was still a great trip! Talk Later


I have fished four days in a row and have very little to show for the time spent on the water. Plane and simple it is just too hot, not only for me but for the fish too. Well, I don’t know about the fish, but for me it is just too hot. Yesterday I was on the water at 6:05 AM trying to beat the heat. There was some cloud cover but no breeze, so they off set one another…hot. I don’t know what the temp was, but by 10:30 I had enough…it was hot.

It is Thursday afternoon and I haven’t gone fishing today. The thermometer in my back yard reads 102 degress…hot. I don’t feel like working on tackle either, now that is pitiful. I did make a 135 mile road trip Sunday afternoon to Academy Sports in August, GA to buy a new seat for my boat and some fishing tackle. When you aren’t catching fish you must be chucking the wrong thing so go buy something else and plenty of it. I’ve heard so much about the Alabama Rig that I thought I should own four of them and all the jig heads and flutes you need to go with them. So far my success story with them will never make a fishing magazine; one small crappie and a three-pound mudcat…to hot I guess. I haven’t given up hope on my purchase, just gonna let it cool down to the low 90’s before I try again.