Spring Fish Spankin…

My bass fishin buddy Bruce Slaven returned to the ranch Monday for another shot at catching a few bass. Since the days are a little longer than they were on our December trip, we managed 6 hours of fishing the first afternoon. Despite harvesting over 250 bass from the lake in 2020, the catch numbers were still pretty impressive. In the magic window between when the sun disappears behind the hills and dark, the bite really turned on with a fish every cast on topwaters and soft plastics deposited anywhere along the edge of the lake. When we finally called it a day we had landed 106 bass. No jumbos, but still plenty of fun.

On Tuesday, we managed a full 12 hour day of fishing. During the morning session, we picked up 75 bass. We switched over to fishing the north end of the lake right after lunch and landed another 50 fish before heading back to the south end. That included my big fish of the trip a 22 incher. Didn’t have my scale, but according to the size charts, that fish should have weighed a little over 6 lbs. While fishing back on the south end, had two “double” catches. The first, a type which happens often in the lake, was where Bruce caught two bass at the same time on a topwater chugger. Unfortunately one pulled off before I could get out my camera. The second was a little more unusual. We were both fishing soft plastics casting into shallow water, and our baits splashed down about 6′ apart. I had a bite first and paused a second before setting the hook. Almost immediately after my line came tight, Bruce had a tap and set the hook on his fish. When we both got our lines to the boat I thought one of the fish had tangled our lines together. Both lines went to the same fish, a 2 lb bass, but the lines were not tangled. Instead, both our hooks were inside the the same fishes mouth. We each gave that fish a big thank you and returned him to the lake so hopefully we could do that again some day. We ended up the afternoon with another good pre dark flurry and 115 fish on the clicker. That meant that we had a total catch of 191 bass for the day. That beat our previous one day record of 174, set on our last trip in December.

On Wednesday morning, we only fished about 3 hours and threw mostly with Ribbits and Horny Toads. The bite was definitely slower since it was the fourth time in three days we had worked the same shorelines, but we still picked up another 36 fish. We both got a good laugh out of the fact that for prior to recent years any trip with over a dozen bass would have been spectacular. Now we consider catching a dozen bass an hour to be a slow day.

That brought our total catch for this trip to 333 which was a little less than the 395 we caught back in December. So to help things along for our next fishing expedition, I took time to add 25lbs of fertilizer to the lake to pump up the food chain.

As always, another great fishing trip (like many others in our 54 years of fishing this lake together) with my good friend Bruce.

Baby, Its Cold Outside…

We knew the forecast was calling for near zero temps at the ranch this week, but the prediction of 5-8” of snow trumped our better judgement. We prepared as best we could by shutting the water completely off at our Seabrook house, loading up on lots of microwave meals, and restocking tequila and wine. Sure enough, on Sunday night, with temps all day below freezing, it began sleeting. Just as we were getting off to sleep the rotating blackouts started. Fortunately, the local electric coop did a very good job of actually rotating. Most of the time we would be on for an hour, then off for half an hour. That was plenty of time for the central heat to recover.
Monday…
We got up Monday morning to another episode of Winter Wonderland. About 5” of snow had accumulated on the ground and temps were holding in the teens. This snow was unlike any I had seen before in Texas. Instead of soft fluffy snow, this was the dry powder kind you normally see in Colorado. It never warmed up all day, and by afternoon the shallow parts of our lake had sheets of ice forming.
When washing out my coffee cup I noticed that the water pressure seemed a little low. I checked the pump house and found zero water pressure on the line going to the cabin and house. I figured it might just be plugged with ice, but as I was starting to try and thaw the PVC line with a heat gun, I noticed nearly every fitting was busted. That was even with a heating element attached to the pipes and an extra electric heater temporarily running inside the pump house. We still had plenty of drinking water and ice for our drinks since I have a separate bottled water supply plumbed into the two refrigerators. However, taking a shower or flushing a commode was not going to happen until things thawed and I was able to make repairs. I had the parts needed on hand, but the forecast called for the earliest thaw to not occur until Saturday or Sunday.

Tuesday…
At about 7am Tuesday morning, the temps had dropped to 3 degrees. The lake had a solid sheet of ice over the entire 15 acres, except for a 20’ diameter circle over one of the deeper spots. In that circle of water were about 20 ducks swimming in circles to keep the water from freezing.
We toughed it out without running water until Tuesday afternoon when I had a MacGyver moment. I have a 30-gallon sprayer tank with a 12V pump that I can put in the back of a Mule. The free-flowing water well that feeds the lake with supplemental water was still running fine. And I had a hose bib connection inside the garage. All I had to do was shut the valve on the line coming from the pump house, fill the tank with water from the lake well, and connect it to the interior hose bib. First challenge was finding the shutoff valve from the pump house. Its in a valve box right next to the house and should have been obvious, but not today since it was under 5” of snow. I probed for 30 minutes trying to find it but no success. Finally, I pulled out my phone and looked at pictures I had taken earlier this year until I found one that showed the valve box. Once I new where to look, it was easy to clear the snow, open the top and shut it off. I quickly filled up the tank using the lake well, drove it into the garage, and hooked up the hose. Immediately the toilets filled up and started working, and both Laurel and I took hot showers.

Late Tuesday night things went downhill weather wise as freezing rain began to fall. Back in Seabrook, the power was off again, and neighbors were reporting lots of busted pipes especially on their pool equipment. The pool freeze protection depends on running the pumps, but with no electricity the pumps don’t run.

Wednesday…
When we got up Wednesday morning the freezing rain was still falling, and the weather station on our cabin showed that the temp was hovering about 33 degrees. It stayed that way all day. That said, there were still icicles hanging everywhere and the trees clearly had a good coating of ice. The rotating blackouts had shifted to as little as 30 min on, but the outage times were still holding steady at 30 min off. We had used up all the water in my storage tank, so I had to wait until later in the day when the freezing rain stopped to take and tank outside and refill. By the end of the day, the ice on the surface of the lake had started to recede some. When the sun set, we had about a dozen raccoons show up for dinner on the porch, including our favorite coon, “Girlfriend”. I am not sure if any of our porch kittys succumb to the cold weather, but we have found at least 3 birds frozen.
Unfortunately, we got calls from our neighbors back in Seabrook that our pool equipment had busted pipes as well as the backflow preventer on our sprinkler system. We were able to get the power to the pool turned off as well as the water going to the sprinkler system.

Thursday…
Temps dipped back below freezing to 16 degrees overnight. It also appeared that a little more snow and sleet had fallen overnight. The surface of the lake had a little more ice than it did the evening before. The best news of the day is that the rotating blackouts have ended. In fact the last outage was about 5pm on Wednesday. ERCOT is still calling for the rotating blackouts, but for some reason the coop that serves the ranch has not had to cut our service.

A New Toy Box

I have accumulated a number of large tractor “toys” and have been storing most of them outside. I had planned on building a new tractor barn early in 2020, but the Covid issue and concern over a financial collapse delayed the project until now. It took 8 days of work from start to finish and unfortunately it was very wet and muddy towards the end. But after I do a little power washing the next time I come up, I should be able to start moving implements into their new home.

The year is off to a good start. I managed to shoot 7 hogs so far, and I caught a 6lb+ bass already. And to top it all off… I am now scheduled to get my Covid vaccine next week.

We gots Snow!!!

Sunday, January 10 was cold and sleeting when we rolled out of bed. Temps were only about 36 degrees and it was definitely one of those stay in the cabin days. So I put on a heavy jacket and went in the garage to re-organize some of my fishing lures and make room for a new box of jumbo bass lures.

Things changed about 2pm when the sleet quit making noise on the metal roof, and things started turning white.

The snow got heavy real fast and started covering the ground, even though the temps never got below freezing.

It snowed steady and hard until just before dark but by the time we could have gotten out to take really good pictures, it had already gotten too dark. The next morning we got up and still had lots of white stuff on the ground, but it wasn’t quite as impressive as it had been the evening before. Even through the night, the temps held just above freezing. Laurel did pull out the drone and got a few shots.

Fish Spankin…

For the last couple of months, bass fishing in the lake has been on fire. Catching 10 bass in 10 casts was the norm, along with a couple of incidences of catching 2 at a time on a single lure. While that is certainly fun, its also a clear indicator that there are too many bass in the lake for them to grow to their full potential. Earlier this year I had harvested about 80 bass, but apparently not enough. So, I invited my fishing buddy of over 50 years, Bruce Slaven, to come down and help me thin the herd a little. Bruce and I originally started bass fishing together on this same lake when we were just teenagers.

Bruce is a very experienced bass fisherman so whenever he comes down to the ranch the bass usually get a good spanking and this trip was no exception. We started fishing on Wednesday afternoon about 2pm. A cold front had blown in overnight and the gusty north wind was just beginning to settle down. But it was cold… in the mid 40’s and the temperature trajectory was downhill for the rest of the day. The lake water temp was cold too, already down to 51 degrees.

Three hours later, as the sun was starting to disappear behind the hills, the temp took an even sharper nosedive and we decided to call it a day. It may have been cold, but it wasn’t a bad day considering that we caught 105 bass in those three hours. Bruce took the big fish honors with a 6lb-13oz toad that hit a jig he was swimming just over the top of the coontail moss. That was in addition to two others he caught in the 5-6lb range.

Thursday morning, the temperature was 24 degrees when we got up, so we drank coffee and plotted strategy until about 10am. The air was cold but the fishing was still pretty hot. I ended up with one that weighed 6lb-10oz and thought I might win the lunker trophy this day.

We stopped for lunch after fishing for three hours with our total at 86 bass caught. At 2pm we were back at it again and Bruce pulled a new lure out of his box. It looked like an offshore lure as it was nearly 8” long and shaped like a large mullet. It was jointed and swam with a slow “S” pattern when retrieved. I just had to needle him a little for throwing such a large plug, but 5 casts later I had to choke those words down when he landed an 8lb-3oz pig on that lure.

8lb-3oz

When we finished fishing for the day, our total catch was 174 bass caught in 6 hours of fishing.

Friday morning the weather changed from clear and cold to overcast, windy and cool. The fishing was not quite as good, meaning we were not getting a fish on every cast like we had been the preceding two days. Bruce was still excited over his previous days catch on the monster lure, so he decided to fish it hard for an hour. It paid off with a 5lb-7oz fish, then a 7lb-7oz fish, and finally with the big fish for the trip…8lb-6-oz. The best I could do using normal size lures was 5lb-4oz. Friday ended up being the slowest day of all, with a total of only 116 bass caught.

8lb-6oz

That gave us a grand total of 395 bass caught over 2 ½ days of fishing. As for our original goal of thinning out the fish populations, we harvested 161 fish that were under 15”. Hopefully this will increase the supply of bite sized bluegills for all the remaining bass.

It also provided an important lesson on the need to “match the hatch”. A trophy big mouth bass doesn’t like to waste his time eating minnows. In the future, I will be acquiring and deploying some much bigger lures that are better suited to their dining preferences.

Thanksgiving 2020

Things are finally getting moist again, with 1/2″ of rain on Tuesday, another 1.5″ on Friday and Saturday. The only pigs we saw this trip were a group of 12 small 50lb juveniles. I managed to pick off 5 during the week, so we should be down to 7. Have run out of 6.5 Creedmoor ammo and had to start using the .243 with the Pulsar night vision scope. The shelves at Academy are completely bare, and none of the on-line stores have any 6.5 ammo in stock. Was able to order some subsonic ammo, and when I got home managed to order some regular 6.5 ammo from Cabelas. Ammo has become the new toilet paper.

Managed to finish rebuilding the shooting stand on the NE Feeder. The original was built with an OSB front and deck and was rotting away, so I rebuilt it with a 3/4″ plywood front and 2×6 deck.

On Tuesday night, we celebrated the 33rd anniversary of our first date at Christophers. This was only the second time we have been out to a restaurant since the start of the pandemic. Both dinners were at Christophers. We won’t know for a few more days if it was worth the risk, but Laurel started feeling bad on Wednesday evening. By the next morining all was better, but we both agreed that there would be no more restaurant visits until we had the vaccine.

Had a little coon problem this week as one of our porch puppies became a little too fond of sleeping in the garage of the ranch house. We chased him out at least three times, but he still managed to sneak back in and spend a couple of nights in the attic. Finally managed to trap him and provide a free mule ride to the east shores of Gibbons Creek.

We will be home through next Sunday, and will be anxious to get back up there to enjoy the cooler weather. The forecast calls for the temps to dip to 27 degrees in 72 hours. Temps were bumping 80 degrees this week and even the black racers were out enjoying the heat.

The heat is no longer on high…

just got back from another week at the ranch. Started out miserably hot again, but starting on Friday, it started raining and the air temps dropped into the low 70’s. Finally, after 7+ months, got my suppressor permit and was allowed by the ATF to put it on my 6.5 Creedmoor. When I checked zero on the scope I was 5″ low with the first three shots. One correction based on 1/4″ per MOA and the next three shots were on the hotpocket bullseye.

On Thursday night, popped a 200 lb boar on the NFL. The coyote family that lives in the thicket next to the feeder were pleased, even though the pig was a little over their weight limit. ( on Friday I had to drag it into the thicket for them). We ended up getting a little over 3/4 inches of rain on Friday, the most we have had in a couple of months. John Norman and Willie (grandkids) came for a visit Friday-Sunday, and we went to the wolf sanctuary near Navasota on Saturday. Temps are finally back into the 70’s at night and 80’s to low 90’s during the day. Some forecasts are showing dips into the 50’s next week. Got a few things to do in Seabrook, then back to the ranch next weekend to enjoy the cooler weather.

We got’s puppies…

Just got back from another extended stay at the ranch. One afternoon, while I was doing a little fence repair, something started barking behind me. When I turned around to see what was going on, it was two small dogs a few feet behind me. Laurel was working in the vineyard and heard the barking and called me to see if I knew where it was coming from. I replied that it was coming from our two new ranch dogs. By the time she drove over on the mule, the barking was over and both puppies were jumping with excitement like puppies do. Without hesitation, they both followed me to the ranch house where I gave them bowls of food and water. They took a couple of bites, then drank almost 16 oz of water between the two of them. Guess somebody had dumped them on the county road, they had been wandering around in 90+ degree heat for quite a while. Turns out they were a boy and girl, and were well bonded. The only problem we had was we could not get away from them. No matter how fast or how far we went in the mule, they chased us. We managed to get them to settle down in the barn for the night and the next morning Laurel found a pet rescue group that was eager to take them. Within 24 hours, they had been groomed, and checked out by a vet. Within 3 days, one had already been adopted.

It had been quite warm at the ranch, and even the coons seem to be suffering from the heat. Several hang out almost all day in the shade on the porch with their babies. We introduced one of them to a rather large ice cube, and this is what happened…

Coons are pretty playful with one another, especially the young males…

We plan to be at the Seabrook house for the next week, then back to back to the ranch so we can start playing cowboys and cowgirls again.

Another very hot 2 weeks at the Ranch

Just got back from another 2 week stay. The vineyard is growing “vigorously”, meaning we are having to prune it a lot. Many of the cordon shoots have grown into the adjacent plants and we have needed to roll them back the other direction on the top wire.Laurel used the drone to get a good view of how it now looks.

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The lake is now about 20″ below the spillway and a small island has appeared in front of the ranch house. We have a large soft shelled turtle which quickly claimed it as his preferred sunning spot.

The porch is always full of baby coons now, including “Jabba” (named after the Star Wars character due to her immense belly) and three of her offspring.

Looks like we will be home for 8 days before heading back. No doubt there will be some hungry coons looking for our return.