Magazine article Sunset

Looking for Lunkers at Castaic Lake

Magazine article Sunset

Looking for Lunkers at Castaic Lake

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I wouldn't know a largemouth bass if it bit me on the behind. But when a friend sent me a magazine clipping about the bass frenzy on Castaic Lake, near Los Angeles, and how some anglers were actually moving their families out to the San Fernando Valley from Florida to try to land "the big one," I figured what the hey. When I was young, I caught a trout using nothing but a safety pin baited with Dentyne. How hard could bass fishing be?

Buying a license, renting the boat, purchasing a few odd-looking lures and spoons--it's nearly 10 A.M. before I'm actually on the water. The hard-core fishermen, who come here several times a week and tool around in $20,000 bass boats with elevated swivel chairs, live-bait tanks, electric trolling motors, and sonar fish-finders, have been here since dawn.

Which is probably why the guys already fishing in a crooked finger of a cove don't exactly give me the American Bass Association high salute when I motor within shouting distance (at least I don't think that's what they give me). They do gesture, you see; it just isn't friendly. "How's the fishing?" I call out over the water. A couple of the boats pull up anchor and vanish in a cloud of gasoline haze. …

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