A New World Record Bass

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A New World Record Bass

Many people go to Florida to fish for that trophy bass but did you know that 4 other states have a bigger state record than Florida? Not only that but one of the states is said to have produced a new world record.

Florida's record bass is 17.27 pounds, but others often cite an uncertified fish of 20.125 pounds (a fisheries biologist did not physically see the fish to certify it). Leaha Trew supposely caught a new world record largemouth in California. It weighed 22 pounds, 8 ounces, beating George Perry's 1932 record catch by 4 ounces. The problem is there was only one picture taken of it and it wasn't certified by a biologist or an California state fish and game official.

Where is the next world record coming from? Florida, Georgia, Mississippi or Texas? More than likely it will be from California. Gregg Silks has already caught 2 bass over twenty pounds and says he has lost a world record fish of 24 pounds. Who is to argue with him since he knows what 20 pound plus bass look like? 22 of 25 of the largest bass ever recorded has come from California. The next world record bass in my opinion, is going to be from the lakes of San Diego water system.

Just look at the stats:
Dixon: 21 pounds 11 ounce bass
Jennings: 18 pounds plus
Murray: 18 pounds plus
Poway: 18 pound 2 ounce

These are just a few of the lakes, all the lakes holds monster bass. Not only that, there are big bass all over California, Leaha Trew caught her bass in Sonoma County. While I am not taking anything away from Florida, as I have lived there and seen many 10 pound plus bass taken from there, California is growing bigger bass and people are catching them.

Just check with the water district before you plan a trip as some have restrictions and are closed at certain times.

For more information about the San Diego Lakes, log on to:

www.sdfish.com

en� k l 0F� ��� hed up to my local waters where I guide. So far work has kept me off the water, and night fishing is not yet rockin’ and rollin’. Fearless of the warning that we are fishing the wrong tide and will not catch fish , we charge to the point; “ there are schoolies, we’ll still get into some fish” .It may not be the countless numbers the morning bite produced, but fish none the less.

5 casts and the phone rings, my local buddy asks “did you get fish yet?” “No” “told ya” he says, “wait until 6:30pm when the tide starts to change. It already 3:30 and I have to be off the water at a quarter to 6. As I get off the phone, a few minuets later a hit, and a fish! First Striper of the season. It came much later than I’m used to. Work has also kept me off Martha's Vineyard, and I’m not booked with client until May.

There's a light at the end of this dark tunnel. We are sure to catch more fish. Two hours pass and neither of us have had a single hit.

Meanwhile on the south side of the shore, gulls are working the heck out of this cove. Barely able to fly in the wind, they are a bitter sweet reminder that the fish are there, but not near us. At this time my gut starts to tell me that it’s time to leave, not for food , but the small still voice that says “its over, your not getting one more fish” This voice has lead to many great days of fishing, and has also ended some bad ones.

Is this way too much work for one small fish? This is for a guy who spends most of his time throwing 16 inch eels at 2:00 am to catch cow bass. I’m cold, tired and run down. My friend has had a hard second year of fly fishing. No steel heard for him this winter, skunked today. I look over with concern that the crack in the joy of fishing might have set in on his face. All I see is a big bright, red, wet wind beaten smile. “you wanna go or keep fishing?” he said. I’ve gotta go it’s two and a half hours home and I still have to meet this guy about a fly fishing thing.

It’s not always about the fish or even the time on the water. It ‘s about getting out there when the rest of the world is not and beating a path through the jungle of life to get your sliver of escape in. Weather its one hour or a twenty hour hard core run, stop, Listen to Your Passion, its always worth it.