Black Ops Bassin'

Black Ops Bassin'

            With the days getting cooler and the nights getting longer there’s one thing in particular that is sure to heat up, Bass fishing. Largemouth this time of year tend to break out of their normal feeding patterns with one goal in mind, fattening up for winter. A wise angler will take this opportunity to attempt to bag himself a vulnerable, hefty fish.

            My buddy Adam Chavez and I like to take advantage of these overly aggressive fish by doing something a little out of the box, night fishing. Adam brought me to this technique last fall and I’ve been having a blast with it ever since. We decided to hit the water a few times this week and it paid off with some pretty decent fishing.

(Doubles tend to be a common theme)

(Clearly I have an issue with camera flash)

(This Bass survived having a cut gill by using the "Cola Trick" its a fish saving method everyone should know)

(A chunky fall Bass)

Largemouth Bass actually feed quite well after dark, relying more on sensations and pressure changes felt through their lateral line rather than visual cues used during daylight hours. That being said, you want to use something with a lot of vibration, for example, Colorado bladed spinner baits and paddle tail swimbaits work well. Not only do they put off a good deal of vibration they are also great search baits for the frequent long casts needed to find roaming fish. Topwater can still be very effective this time of year, but with the colder nights we’re getting we are learning that more often than not a spinnerbait is more productive that a buzzbait or frog.

(No matter the bait selection, your color of choice should always be Black. Contrary to popular belief, Black actually poses the best profile against the night sky)

This has just been this first round of what I am sure is going to be a great Fall full of chunky night fish. With deer season upon us, take advantage of the less populated waterways and go bag an Autumn brute of your own!

Fish Hard or Stay Home,

Josh Dolin

Shake and Bake, Teaming up for Tournament Success

Shake and Bake 

           As I sit here in front of the monitor, I come to you in reflection of a very humbling and gratifying tournament year. Entering this past week we were on a streak of four tournament placements in a row and we looked to add on to that number. For the second time this year we had two tournaments scheduled to fish in less than 7 days. We planned to capitalize on the opportunities.

            First up was the Team Erin Benefit Tournament, hosted by Yakattack out of Farmville, Virginia. It was a tournament to help raise money for Erin Massey, a 17 year old soccer player at Armurchee High School in Rome, Georgia, who in April of 2014, was diagnosed with AML (Acute Myloid Leukemia). Erin and her family have undergone a lot of physical and mental stress throughout the past few months; this tournament was aimed directly at aiding the Massey family with their financial burdens in this trying time. I am proud to say this tournament alone raised over $2,000 to help Erin and her family and we couldn’t be more proud to be a part of it all. From what I can see Erin is a fighter and she is determined to make it back onto the soccer field for her senior season. We wish her the best of luck in the recovery process and look forward to hearing more positive feedback from her moving forward! If you would like to help aid Erin and her family please visit her page www.gofundme.com/teamerin as well as her Facebook support page www.facebook.com/pages/Team-Erin/235526806648057.

Fishing wise, the tournament dealt us some brutal conditions.

            Fishing the same waters as the spring Yakattack tournament in which we both won/placed in multiple divisions, we felt pretty confident in our chances at duplicating the previous results. The tournament was the largest combined length of a Bass, a Crappie, and a Sunfish, making it more interesting that your run of the mill Largemouth tournament. We were blessed with a beautiful day for a picnic, yet, sickened with horribly high pressured conditions, making fishing quite the task. Luckily, we had found a solid Crappie hole the day before which helped us get on the board early the morning of the tourney. With the more difficult species out of the way right out of the gate we went in search of a Bass….. and searching is about all we would do. Most of the big fish shut down with post frontal, high pressure and it made for a grind out on the water. In the end, we both got our three species and made our way back to the weigh ins. I ended up edging out Grant by a few inches to take home second place, he got third, but we both got beaten by our buddy Carter Clevinger. Come to find out it was a rough day for everyone, the biggest largemouth caught was a massive 11 ½ inches, just to give you an idea of what it was like. Like always, Luther and the gang from Yakattack put on a great event with a lot of great people. We can honestly say we look forward to every single tournament they hold, never a dull moment, always a good time.

(Biggest Bass)

(Biggest Crappie)

(Biggest Sunfish)

(2nd and 3rd place Powerteam Lures prize packs)

Fast Forward a Week

            I’m blasting Biggie Smalls while sitting in I-64 traffic trying to cross the Hampton Roads Bridge-Tunnel on my way to meet up with Grant for the 10^th Annual TKAA kayak fish for Charity Tournament benefitting Heroes on the Water. With Grant aiming to defend his Redfish division title from the previous year, and myself aiming not to roll my kayak this time around, we were both looking forward to keeping our streak alive in the 5^th and final tournament of the season. I would fish the freshwater division targeting Largemouth Bass as I am not a very experienced saltwater angler. Grant however, had a solid game plan for the salt up until the last remaining hours before launch. In true Virginia fashion, the wind and weather prediction for tournament day changed about a dozen times in the few days prior, that along with a few other unforeseen variables, really screwed up whatever solid chance he had at executing what he had practice in the weeks leading up. In TKAA tournament tradition we hit up Aberdeen’s Steakhouse after the captains meeting for our pre-tournament dinner. After crushing some quality Virginia shellfish and discussing battle tactics one last time, we turned in for the night, doing our best to let our minds rest for the long day ahead.

3:30 A.M. came pretty quick

We checked our rigs, loaded up the trucks, bid each other good luck and hit the road. I had about an hour’s worth of driving to account for, burning up I-64 to fish Little Creek Reservoir, the farthest north I could go within the 50 mile radius allowed. LCR is a place I have fished a decent number of times, its Largemouth are of a smaller average size than most of the lakes in the area, however, with a straight forward, clear water approach, it can be relatively easy to fish if you are patient. It has enough fishable water to allow for a big fish to be caught… you just have to be prepared because you usually only get one shot at any particular fish.

I had an eventful morning full of baitfish schools getting blown up within an arm’s length of my kayak and many fish that seemed to be chasing bait. However, I would never get a chance to really capitalize on the feeding frenzies that I was witnessing. I threw just about everything I had at these fish, and yet, all I could get them to consistently hit was a drop shot. Needless to say drop shotting is painfully difficult and slow when you know the fish are active and on the prowl. I never got that one big bite I was looking for but I did manage to pluck a 17 ¼ incher from directly underneath my kayak in about 20 foot of water with the aid of my depth finder and a well-placed Roboworm.

 I made my way back to the tournament headquarters with about 9 minutes to spare thanks to the looming and annoyingly consistent HRBT traffic congestion. Grant and I met up at the weigh ins and he had a painfully unproductive day as he feared he may due to all the changing variables. He managed a very respectable 27” Redfish, which, in any other year, would be a solid fish worthy of a podium spot. Unfortunately for him, the Bull Red run just happened to coincide with this tournament and the top three fish were 51”, 48 ½”, and 48” which is just absolutely mammoth. Fortunately for myself, my 17 ¼ inch largemouth was enough to help keep our streak alive. Although it wasn’t what I was gunning for, I pieced together a decent third place finish. The bass fishing apparently wasn’t all too great throughout the tidewater region due to the constant high pressure conditions, which led to the top three fish being relatively mediocre in the eyes of the bass fishing tournament world. First place was 19 ¾”, Second place was 17 ½”, and my fish manage Third at 17 ¼”…. Missed it by that much!

(Grant's Tournament Redfish)

(Stressing over a raffle ticket) 

(Chow Line and Trophy Kayaks)

(My trophy for Third in Largemouth Division)

            All in all it was another great tournament with friends to help raise money for the Heroes on the Water- Tidewater Chapter. HOW is an organization that helps mentally and physically paralyzed vets rehab their body and spirit through the miracle that is nature, fishing, and brotherhood with their fellow man. For more information on how you can help volunteer and contribute to your local HOW chapter please feel free to visit their site at www.heroesonthewater.org.

            Well ladies and gents that about does it for this year’s tournaments. We’ve helped raise a lot of money for many awesome causes. To date we have six straight podiums through a variety of species dating back to the 2013 TKAA tournament, all of which have been a blast and we highly recommend you sign up to join in them next year!

They Include:

·         2013 TKAA Tournament

(Grant 1^st Place Redfish)

·         2014 MS Shad Shootout

(Grant 1^st Place Slam and 1st Fly Division)

·         2014 Yakattack Tournament

(Grant 1^st Place Slam/ Josh 2^nd Sunfish, 3^rd Crappie)

·         2014 Jackson Kayak, River Bassin’ Tournament Trail

(Josh 5^th Place Bass)

·         2014 Team Erin Benefit Tournament hosted by Yakattack

(Josh 2^nd Place Slam/ Grant 3^rd Place Slam)

·         2014 TKAA Tournament

(Josh 3^rd Place Largemouth Bass)

            Needless to say we’ve been consistent over the past year and that all anyone can ask for. A lot of it has to do with having a partner you can discuss things with, it helps keep oneself from overthinking things…. It also helps when that person happens to be one of your toughest competitors. Teamwork makes the dream work… Maybe one day I can win one of these damn things! HAH!

Fish Hard or Stay Home,

Josh Dolin

Welcome to the Thunderdome

Welcome to the Thunderdome

            With my kayak on the operating table at Appomattox River Company in Farmville, receiving her necessary repairs for my expedition to Texas, I was left without a rig to continue chasing my Smallmouth Bass citation.  This has been the first time in nearly four years since I've been without a way to get on the water; needless to say it’s been a rather off putting period of time. With really no other option, I decided to kick it old school and fish in the style that truly got me started in “real deal” big game angling. That style would be wade fishing, more specifically, wade fishing for the big beautiful beast of the boulders, the Flathead Catfish. Now, any angler who is from here or currently resides here knows full well of the capabilities this city has for such an activity. Richmond is one of the few cities in the entire country where fishing of this style and caliber are present within view of high rise office buildings and high populated areas, an “urban oasis” in every form.

(photo: Brian Vincent)

            With the weekend fast approaching,  my buddy Adam and I quickly devised a plan that would get us out on the water bright and early Saturday morning to chase these beasts, and with any luck one of us would have a few picture worthy fish. As we set the plan into motion I decided to give my longtime friend Jack a call, he had been wanting to chase some flatties so this was an ample opportunity to put him on some fish.

            We all met at sunrise to catch bait, Adam and I both running on very little sleep and Jack joining us fresh off of the night shift with the road paving crews of I-288. Though we were reasonably sluggish, we gathered bait pretty quickly and hit the James. We felt good about the day ahead of us. The water was unseasonably cool for July compared to its normal bathwater temperature and the sky was ominously gray with clouds, potentially yielding rain, ideal conditions to keep foot traffic down. Perfect conditions for stalking a giant.

(photo: Adam Chavez)

I led us to the first spot of the day, nicknamed “The Thunderdome” it is a very high pressured area, although, if targeted at the correct time it could yield some very large flatties. It wasn’t long before we got into our first fish of the day. Jack nailed a nice cookie cutter flatty at about 36 inches, a nice way to break the ice for both the trip, and his long flatheadless streak since moving to the mountains and back to RVA.

It wasn’t long after the first fish when he stuck the second.

            However, this fish wasn’t playing any games. It muscled down to the bottom of the whole, ripping drag off of the Abu 7000, using its powerful tail to try and avoid capture. After a few moments of back talk from the beast it was all over, Jack was awarded his second flathead since returning to Richmond, and the first citation of his life. The big girl went a long 40 inches and a chunky 26 pounds, which is a pretty impressive feat to get a citation weight in the middle of July, flathead just aren’t as heavy this time of year.

            The rest of the day turned out to be more of the same, Jack landed another good fish, Adam broke off two heavy fish that took him into the rocks, and I managed one tiny flatty…. Although, I wasn’t too disappointed in my catch. I was more happy for Jack and relatively pleased at my ability to guide someone to fish, adding a little promise to the potential future of me becoming a licensed guide, but that’s neither here nor there.

            Sunday we had planned to duplicate the trip from the day before. We felt that we left some meat on the bone when it came to a few holes so we decided to hit them again and see which individuals we left behind. I got up a little later than originally intended and was slightly alarmed to find that I had no missed calls or texts. Come to find out my partners in crime did the same thing I did…. Except they extended their slumber a few hours longer. Normally I’d be a little upset that I had to go at it alone, but I looked at this as a chance to redeem myself for the previous day.

            I hit the water under the same conditions as the day before, dreary and cool, horrible weather if you’re a hipster dude trying to “explore” or a tan chick trying to catch melanoma….. perfect weather for a bearded fish reaper with an eye for the big girls, flathead that is.

            I targeted the all the spots in reverse, saving the Thunderdome for last. I started off with a decent fish at about 35 inches. She put up a good fight and even ripped a little drag, a good feeling after a few weeks without some serious pullage.

I arrived at the Thunderdome unsure of what to expect. We had pulled a few fish out already and I was uncertain whether or not they’d be spooked from the previous day. That question got answered for me about 30 second after my bait hit the water. Instant gratification came by way of brown beast. It didn’t let up for another 30 minutes, my bait would hit the water and wouldn’t be down there long enough to get its bearings before it was engulfed!

After running out of bait I decided to give it a rest. I took an hour long nap on one of the smooth river rocks to end the day, soaking up all the good fishing from the hours prior. It’s not too often that we come upon these days; cool weather, amazing water, low foot traffic, great fishing, and good friends, especially in mid-July on the weekend… that’s almost unheard of! It’s always great to have company, but I will forever cherish the solo days on the James where there are no people to be found. Just myself, the ancient rock of times long gone, the ever flowing water… here before us, here after us, nature thriving in perfect harmony, as peaceful as you could ever imagine….. until you set the hook.

Fish Hard or Stay Home,

Josh Dolin