My mind started racing and I remembered a similar trip from the year before where things were pretty slow and we were headed to the ramp when we hit a spot chock full of bass. My partner on that day also caught his best bass at high noon.
We continued picking up bass here and there as we headed to my High Noon Hole, arriving at the spot about 11:45. I quickly located a submerge tree top and directed my partners to cast over it and retrieve it back. Clay worked a worm right on top of the log and caught a pretty nice one. Casting back to the same spot Clearman set the hook and a bass almost tore the rod from his hands. This was no ordinary bass but a lunker looking for an easy meal and he’d bit the wrong worm this time. The bass wore down after a short battle and Clay had his lifetime best bass also!
As the sun reached its zenith and the temperatures soared the bass action did also. We were getting bites almost every time we cast out now. Since the water was so hot, you had to crawl that worm very slowly, and the bass were just giving it a slight tick tick, but they were striking if you could feel them. On several occasions we had doubles on and the action was red hot.
Kye made a long cast over a submerged log and never moved his lure before a bass smashed it and almost took the rod out of his hands. As he set the hook the bass took off like a freight train stripping off line and fighting madly. Clearman held on as the monster bass exploded through the surface and thrashed wildly. This battle was nip and tuck but Clearman finally wore the big momma down and boated her.
Clearman’s high noon bass was another personal best for him as this one weighed in at eight pounds eight ounces! Though our day was far from over we’d already had the trip of a lifetime on one of the hottest days of the year. Clay and Kye Clearman had experienced a great day on the lake, caught a pile of bass including their best ever and made a lifetime memory in the process. It just doesn’t get much better than that!