Poseidon's Brine

Greeks intense devotion to eat whole fish
is only surpassed for their ardor of curvy
belly dancers—at the end of the meal. You
know, around bedtime?

Since La Jolla is never a sure thing, I sometimes fish
the odds in Dana for bass.

Dana offers endless bass-filled structure north,
south, east and west. I love to fish fast-paced, action
filled crank baits. But sometimes, it don’t always work.

Dana waters have warmed up rapidly this spring.
67F usually leads to upper column activity, and throwing
crank baits over structure can cover a lot of ground. That helps
locate feeding bass.

But the signs weren’t there. No bird activity, and no puddles
of fin baits and certainly no boils. With the full moon, there
was plenty of current, and we’re definitely at the pre-spawn
staging, so: What’s the pattern?

The first bass I caught was full of baby anchovies. Since I couldn’t
see any chovies, they must of been hiding for their lives down below.

I had some swimbaits to match-the-hatch. But I was looking for quality,
not quantity. So I added an inline weight to a crank bait that
looks like a baby bass. Them big bass don’t like competition.

Almost limited out, kept only the perfect sized ones. Here’s the
biggest of the day. Way too old to eat. But its smaller buddies
got a chance to see first hand, how to be eaten, then digested,
while enjoying belly dancers.