It was a dark and stormy night.......... well okay, it was 5:00 pm in the afternoon but thunder was rumbling to my North when I pulled the Fish Hawk from her birth in the Mancave. Our destination, Shenango River Lake off of route 18 at Clark, PA. where the boat ramps don't meet the docks.
This trip was extra special as I had the honor and privilege of being accompanied by a retired Sergeant Major of the U.S. Army who I am also proud to have as my neighbor.
We shoved off at around 6:00 PM and set course for the ______ bridge (sorry no spot burning) where we put the Humminbird into action, to no avail. Still, jigs were tossed here, there and, everywhere before leaving to search for the elusive stupid fish elsewhere. Upon arrival in another area the Humminbird was once again put into action, to no avail and again followed by tossing jigs here, there and everywhere, to no avail.
The sun was now setting and setting fast so it was off to yet another hot spot where we said to hell with the Humminbird, and just started tossing jigs here, there and, everywhere....... to no avail. By now the sun was set and dark was fast approaching, so we said to hell with the jigs, Humminbird and, the stupid fish as we put the Fish Hawk back on her bunks and pulled her from the waters of the Shenango River Lake, where the ramps don't meet the docks.
PS The water surface temperature was hitting 83 degrees F when we first arrived. After sundown we were seeing the reading at 81 on two different Humminbirds.
PSS. No live bait, nor was any stupid fish, injured during the making of this stupid story.