A few days ago i finally scratched an itch that’s been bugging me for a while. The McKinney Roughs Park east of Austin has been trying to lure me out that way for the last year. It was hot. It was a long hike to the water and i knew it as well as prospects for fish would both be low.
No worry, i had my beautiful 3WT with me as well as snacks, water, and my awesome new Osprey pack.
It was indeed a long and sweaty hike in, but that the sound of rushing water as i approached the river made it all worth while. I can’t tell you how good if felt to soak my feet in the slightly cool water once on the banks. The sight was beautiful, the water felt great, and i actually remembered all my gear. Then while locking my reel seat into place the unthinkable happened, my rod seat fell apart in my hands as bass jumped and laughed mockingly all around me. But guess what fish, i am nothing if not resourceful, especially after my recent addiction to Survivorman.
Step 1: Things fall apart.
Step 2: Tearing s#@* apart.
Step 3: What a freaking genius!
Step 4: Catching Guadalupe Bass!
Hurray for ingenuity! Caught a lovely Guadalupe Bass in a shallow riffle shortly after this.
