Even after our skunk experience at Wongdang, we decided to try our luck again. We first were heading toward a totally different location, but some how kept running into dead ends, and getting totally lost.
Finally, we headed back to the main road and discovered Bambat Reservoir in Pocheon. This was a man made body of water that was fairly small with a nice restaurant attached to the tackle shop. They had all the little carp angling tents and areas, typical of most fishing holes in Korea.
We made our way around to the opposite side of the reservoir where there was a rock wall. I stood on the floating platform and began casting from there, while Dan casted from the rock wall. We began using the same diving craw lures as we had before with little to no luck. Eventually a couple other bass fishermen climbed up on the rock wall as well with some really fancy looking jigs. Given all the plastics I got with the pole, we decided to change our strategy. I put on a small hook with an attached ½ ounce weight, and Dan a 1 ounce weight with a slightly larger hook. I slid on a dull red tipped fake worm and Dan attached to his a neon green one.
I continued from the floating dock next to a carp angling station, with a big of jiggle in my reel technique. Next thing I know, I got a snag! Fighting with a spin pole is much easier than with a cane pole, so it was no time before I reeled in my first ever bass.
It was a little fella, but I was still proud. The other folks fishing nearby came about see what lures I was using and all tried to follow suit. Then out of nowhere a bunch of Korean old men came and set up literally on top of us. It was a little obnoxious. I mean the entire lake was open, and they cornered us. As you can see below.
I theorize they saw me catch and decided they wanted that spot. It wasn’t THAT annoying until another one of their buddies comes up a bit later and even though there was PLENTY OF SPACE elsewhere, even near them, THE GUY ASKED ME TO MOVE FROM MY CORNER. At this point I’m like WTF? Seriously? But of course I don’t speak Korean, so I’m like Dan, help me out here… but Dan, being Korean, of course has the cultural deep respect for elders even if they’re being rude as fuck and obviously just thought they could kick a younger person out because they caught in that spot… so unfortunately I was forced to concede. So i moved about two feet away onto the rock wall and continued casting exactly where I had been before when I snagged yet another!
This was a pretty decent size LMB and man was I proud of it… and also secretly satisfied as the old men who stole my spot looked on in envy. Assholes. Sadly, I didn’t resecure the lure and flung it off like a novice and didn’t catch the rest of the time. But, man look at that LMB!
Dan unfortunately didn’t catch the whole time and was very butthurt about it. So we went to the little restaurant and it was absolutely excellent and spirits were raised thanks to the magic of sangyeupsal!
Dan was more than happy once the meat came out.
Overall, beautiful location and I had a ton of fun catching those bass even if those old Korean men were super rude. They didn’t catch shit, so I came on top this day!