As all of you may already know, the HBC 4 at Don Pedro did not quite have the results everyone may have been expecting.
I had never fished the lake myself but I did not plan to pre-fish for the event, thinking that since it's a tournament where one bite would win, I did not really see a huge advantage to do so (boy was I right for once).
I showed up the night before and stayed in a houseboat with some friends I had made plans with. We all got up at the butt-crack of dawn; if there is on complaint I have about this event it is that for Christ's sake how many fucking hours before we go fishing do we have to get up? I am used to arriving with just enough time to check in, get my boat in the water, and drink my coffee on my way the first spot. I am not a morning person at all.
After hooking up with my VTO (Volunter Tournament Official), twiddling my thumbs for an hour, and trying to avoid falling asleep on the deck of my boat I was ready to go.
I was 5th boat out, so that was nice. I went straight to my first spot only a couple minutes away and started throwing a TOP SECRET 10” topwater bait I had made the week prior. I stayed in one cove for about 2 hours without any sign of life. I threw an 8” Punker a little bit as well, but soon realized this spot was not going to pan out.
I made a couple moves throwing a Hudd, then tied on a Wake Jr. I had hit a spot full of trees and the water seemed to have been warming on the bank. But once again, no sign of life.
I then motored up and starting running around, throwing mostly the Hudd for the next few hours.
I ran about halfway up the lake and fished a deep cove with steep banks and a lot of really fishy looking stuff. . . still nothing.
At this point, I was just trying to hit water that I had not tried yet in terms of depth, structure etc. I picked a steep rocky bank and fished the hudd from 10 to 50 feet without anything.
With two hours left I decided to go back to the area I had started in, and fished the opposite bank that I felt should have warmed up by then. I was slightly right, in that I saw my first fish of the day. I was able to get that bass to follow a cranked-down Wake Jr. after throwing towards a jumping trout. It was about 5 pounds and was not interested enough to bite. I then switched up to a 3 joint sinking Snack Size Trout, and I spent the rest of the day switching between the two baits. I called up one more fish about two pounds and one no bigger than the Snack Size “looking for a date”.
My last desperate attempt for a bite was to throw a frog at some floating debris in the back of an arm in the final cove I fished.
After going back and watching boat after boat come in with nothing to show for the day, I was in no hurry to go watch the weigh in.
When I finally went up I was surprised to see Kent Brown up there smiling in a surprised manner with the HBC belt on his shoulder.
What a day. I guess that’s swimbait fishing for you. Some days you get them, some days you don’t.
I finished the day by chatting in the parking lot and doing a quick interview with Kent Brown for his radio show Ultimate Bass.
Above is a photo of all the baits I used during the day.
Congratulations, Kent!
Here's the official HBC site