I believe it was 2 years ago myself and a friend fished a striper tournament on a chilly March day. To my knowledge the water temp was in the mid/upper 50's. I was extremely confident that we would do very well as i was killing BIG fish (to this lakes standards) at a certain portion of the lake very steady and haven't told a soul. The tournament started at 7am and ended at 3. We were the only boat making a long 15 +/- run to the fishing grounds on this large lake. I don't have the fastest boat in the world, but she still scooted at a good clip with 2 large guys and a 30 gal bait tank full. About 3/4 of the way there, in the slight fog i saw a skiff with rods in the water fishin and a black lab constantly barking. Couldn't see anyone in the boat. i kept easing up and looking and still see no one in the boat. As i passed it, something told me to turn around and check it out. As we get closer to the boat i see this dog get our attention and divert it towards the other side of the boat. as we ease to the other side of the boat we see an old man hanging on to the side of the boat (with a inflated life jacket) trying his best to crawl back into the boat. as we approached it, you can tell he was winded and out of energy just holding on for dear life. we quickly tie off, jump into his boat and pull him in. he was extremely exhausted but completely alert and in good shape/spirit. come to find out he was only in the water for just a few minutes but apparently slipped and fell off the front deck and possibly broke his wrist. Lucky for us, he lived on the lake and within sight of the incident so my buddy drove the boat to his dock while i followed in mine. we get to his house, tie the boat off and meet what im assuming was his wife. explained what had happened, and she thanked us and quickly proceeded to take him to the hospital.
Wow we though what a morning this has been already. As luck would have it, good Karma paid off. we were fishing at my spot by 930, and i was extremely confident that by 1130 we had smoked the field of 15ish boats. went a perfect 10 for 10 live baiting...kept 6 to include a pair of 8-9 lbers (usually a pair weighing 12-13 lbs always wins the tournament as this lake isnt known for large fish). we were back at the landing by 1 and enjoyed a few victory beers (with confidence) at the marina prior to weigh in. Yes we won the tourney by several pounds.
I don't fish that part of the lake much at all, but the few times I've been that was i stopped by the dock to say hey but every time, no one has been around
The pic included is the pair of the fish from that day that won it all for us....perhaps the fish gods were watching!
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