In the month of February, I spent a lot of time outside. Even though it was the coldest month this year, I could not stay inside. I can only sit on my couch for so long until I become extremely bored. I decided to drive to a park that I had gone to once before last year. It is called the Roy G. Guerrero Lower Colorado Nature Reserve. I chose this park mainly because I have been searching for a quality fishing spot. In the city it has been hard for me to find a peaceful and natural location to fish. So I went onto my Google maps and searched for the most ideal looking spot.
Finally, I spotted a part of the Lower Colorado river that screamed fish to me. Where the pin is dropped, the water of the river deepens and widens into a large pond. Also, to the south of that spot is a whole bunch of undeveloped land. Perfect for what I was looking for. A quote from A Sand County Almanac describes how I felt looking at my maps. It says, “To those devoid of imagination a blank place on the map is a useless waste; to others, the most valuable part.”
So I made my mind up and set out to this location. The best part about that spot is that it is only a 10 minute drive from my apartment.
As I was walking East along the river towards my fishing hole, I came across this beautiful overlook of the river bend. Over time the river has carved a cliff that hangs over the river. I thought to myself that this would be a great spot to cliff jump once the waters have warmed up.
Eventually, I made it to the spot. It was about a mile hike from the Longhorn dam. One of the first things I saw was ripples coming from under the water. Exactly what I was hoping to see. So I set up my fishing pole as quickly as possible and threw out the bait. Since I had never been there, I had no idea what fish were living in there. I assumed there were bass and bass will go for all types of baits. I decided to rig up my favorite bait, plastic worms. And as I just began to reel in that fresh cast, *JERK*, a fish grabbed my line and started taking it across the river. Excitement overwhelmed me because it had been forever since the last time a fish was on the end of my line. I reeled and reeled in until finally I got the fish to the shore. I picked him up and once again, excitement shot throughout my body.
This was the biggest Large-mouth Bass I have ever caught. I did not get a true measurement but I would say the fish was about 6-7 pounds. I sat and admired the beauty of this fish for a while. He was very calm for just being hooked and never flipped around once. Eventually, it was time to say good-bye to him. I gave him one last look and laid him back in the water. Immediately he flicked his fins and shot back into his habitat where hopefully he will grow bigger and stronger.