Tonight I got into my already familiar microfuse places. The weather was hot enough, and even in the evening on a weekday, I managed to catch a huge number of tourists on the lake. It was gratifying that they are concentrated locally, and there are not so many of them in places where I catch them, although a couple of promising points still often bathe or sunbathe.
Today I decided to take the spinning Maximus Egoist-Z 662UL, a streamer that is “friendly” with microjig.
No matter how hot the weather is, people always occupy the deepest, and therefore less overgrown, places to rest. For the most part, the predator preferred thickets, where I began to catch my own. First of all, I decided to catch a fairly local window among the thickets, the first casts of the LureMax Stitch Stick 1.5 worm in the engine oil color began to yield results.
The perch is not large and slightly capricious. It was very important to make a cast as close as possible to the vegetation, and the closer the casting is, the higher the probability of biting. Often striped attacked the bait at the time of its fall, immediately after the cast. The size is small, but the resistance is brisk, and I also had to drag the sandbats over the long carpet of grass when driving out near the shore.
With a point, everything is clear, there is a fish, the main thing is to properly lure the bait. Then I went to fish other places not occupied by people. But alas, there are quite a few of these in the evening.
I had to walk along the lake and fish the coastal zone between the beaches. There was a perch, but without surprises. Patchy strippings are lethargic, cautious, and he is just as dissatisfied with so many tourists.
Only once did the red realistic LureMax Curly Worm save the situation.
The closer the time came to sunset, the worse the bite became, although more often it happens quite the opposite. I tried to find a perch, but again only the butting and biting. And then I decided to switch to the pike, enlarged to the volumetric LureMax Kraken stretch crustacean in the swamp colors. The third throw of the bait and with the release I get a more serious bite, and immediately it was felt that the fish caught a little larger. But surprisingly, it turned out to be a perch, I expected to see a small lace.
Pike, by the way, I didn’t wait for the evening, there wasn’t a single catch, there weren’t even cuts and bites. Only sometimes Kraken’a long tentacles bit into striped ones. Soon I decided to finish fishing.
In general, the departure turned out to be quite good, I will not say that there were many fish, but it was. The long-lasting heat is not encouraging, the fish is becoming more passive and passive, and more and more tourists have a rest on the reservoirs. But nothing, ahead of the forecast cooling, I hope, and the predator will respond positively to it.