The Expedition: One Last Shot

As I was writing the last expedition post, I thought it was going to be the final shot before my summer trip. Well… It did not flow that way… We actually did the last of last on July, 5th. Three of us met almost at midnight and were present by the water even before the fish started to feed. All knows twilight suffices for enthusiastic anglers to cast! We were at one of the most favorite lakes of ours.

 

The first visitor

 

Witnessing waking up of a lake is a must-live experience for a nature lover: Water evaporating off surface, fish creating splashes chasing after their preys, flies and bugs gradually showing up, flocks of sheep drinking freshwater during morning feed etc… Scenes like these make you inclined to believe nature itself is for sure one living thing in many senses.

 

 

Speaking of the fish and telling the end of the story… We scanned most parts of the water for about 4 hours and caught numerous perches and pikes. Since we could hardly ever try diving lures due to the water structure (weeds, depth…), it was nearly a hundred percent topwater action.

Very first note is The Nemo had its first fish, a pike, early morning. The moment that I caught it, I sent the snapshot to my wife (who painted the lure) and we both smiled at it. Was a joy…

 


Another point is on Ima’s Pugachev’s Cobra… Besides being a very effective lure for sea bass fishing, after a series of trials, I can now note that it perfectly suits for freshwater as well, specifically for pike and perch. Its 9 cm model with 007-color have helped me to catch decent sizes so far.

In this expedition, casting from the rocks, I saw some sudden splashes right in front of the rocks and threw the lure directly onto the action. Within a few walks, bam! A big beautiful perch bit and pulled it and came nearby me for a quick pose.

 

 

Wasting no time releasing the beauty, I had another cast to the same point the same way. On again! Another big one with lovely hidden stripes and smooth color…

 

An old perch whose stripes are fading away…

 

Less like saltwater, freshwater fishing has an important asset for an angler in terms of water being read rather easily. I mean, in freshwater, one knows (if can) where fish most probably lurk and swim so where to cast; also can directly observe splashes and aim right at it and even can have an eye contact with fish in water in some cases. All these help freshwater fishing and my experience is growing seriously on it. Feeling nice about…

Meanwhile the others were casting out of my sight. Instantly, I heard some calls from them and when I got close, I met the rockstar of the day: A 50 cm-long handsome pike with a big WTD lure on its mouth, Adil caught. I immediately handed for taking the hooks off and releasing the fish. For the alarm situation, I think we all forgot to take a shot. But, there is a releasing video, fortunately…

After all was done for the first spot in the morning time, we headed towards another known spot, which is less than an hour away. By the way, as forecasted, wind speed increased up to 40 km/h that made casting pretty tough. We casted for an hour anyway. The only actions were one clear strike for me and a nice sized perch from Onur. The lure was the same with Iwashi color.

As upsetting wind kept on growing, we decided to return to the first lake since it was kind of isolated against the wind’s direction. However, nothing serious happened for the comeback. Morning time was already over! So, an old peasant who was fishing here as well suggested a lake nearby and thus we directed there, frankly a little hopeless because of the wind…

Although casting was fairly possible, no fish seemed to look around in the new lake at midday and we ran into sleeping/relaxing time.

 

 

After the rest, the clock was nearly ticking to the eventide fishing. We chose two spots on the way where the very first expedition had taken place (will soon be a post called ”Pike Season Opener”). But… Wind, a stronger wind in fact… Not allowing us to fish in proper way. Other than a topwater strike on the last lake, no more fishing action happened (Adil and Onur did not even cast). Off we led back to home…

Totally speaking for the day, it was a mediocre level of joy. Despite morning session had all exciting pushes, the wind blew about since then and made life worse for the remaining time. But this happens…

 

 

 

P.S. I am on the vacation right now and that is why this post is delayed more than expected.

 

 

 

 

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