Our quest for more Korean bass brought us to Shinam Fishing in Yangju. Beautiful open lake area with some traditional carp fishing toward the center under umbrellas on the usual wooden mini dock structures. The surf-like edges were ideal for walking around and casting out.
Location beautiful as usual. It was surrounded by a bowl of mountains. We walked across a bridge like structure and began casting in the opposite side of the carp anglers. Using a green crayfish softbait, bottom fishing and sweeping a large area, I suddenly got a bite! To my surprise it was not a bass though.
It was an Amur Catfish! This one was a little curious looking though — a fat lip, and no spindles. It almost looked like a snakehead. The old folks were very surprised to see a “메기” caught on a spin pole since they usually use their cane poles. Here’s another picture to see how long it was:
I was happy to catch though. Unfortunately, no bass and this ended up being our only catch of the day. Still a ton of fun as always and nice to discover a new location.
In an attempt to break our bass fishing skunk streak, we headed back to the one place I had caught bass before. It was a really muggy, hot day out and we headed for the rock wall.
I chose a similar bait set up as the last time. Small J hook, 1/2 ounce weight and a small red soft crawfish lure. However, we ran into a brand new problem. Our lures kept getting snagged everywhere and completely stuck. I have no idea why this continued to happen because it didn’t last time. Within the first 5 minutes I had already had to cut my line.
So after a lot of unsuccessful casting on the rock wall, we decided to try our luck in a few other spots. We could see fish swimming around but they just weren’t biting. At one point Dan miscasted straight into a bush.
Finally, on the opposite side oar of the reservoir we actually got eyes on a bass. By this point I had lost at least six hooks and lures, and Dan about the same. The day ended with us getting stuck ck one last time, and calling it quits due to other obligations. No bass today, but still a nice day.
Kasan Lake promised itself as a great bass fishing location. So there we went. The toilets were clean, which is always important for me haha. We brought a backpack full of snacks, our spin poles, and tackle boxes. The lake itself is fairly large, and people were fishing all over it. There’s spots for cane fishing as well, and many people had little tents set up on the ridge above the water.
We started off on the site closest to the tackle shop where we came in, and made our way around to several different locations. The lake itself is pretty, but the shore is absolutely full of trash and mud. I slipped quite a few times and was a little nervous I’d end up with tetanus… If you look closely there was a million geese or ducks in this pond next to the lake.
We walked along, casting, reeling, and recasting without any luck. I could feel a couple bites, but couldn’t seem to sink any. At one point what I thought was a good bite was actually just my hook caught on vegetation and I had to clip my whole line. Dan casted a floater minnow and literally a giant fish leaped out to nab it, missed, and swam away! So there were certainly fish there, just none we were catching.
Eventually, we made it all the way to the opposite side, near a dam, and darkness fell. At that point, we were pretty tired of being unsuccessful and decided to call it a day. Not to mention, I have some major tasks to take care of considering I am moving back to the U.S. in two weeks! Don’t worry — Dan will keep sending pictures and updates so I can continue this directory, and maybe even add some of my American exploits to the mix along with it. Not a good day fishing, necessarily, but still a beautiful location and a good time being outside in the fresh air instead of at work.
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!
So after seeing someone selling a classic spin pole at a yard sale site with a whole bunch of bait and plastics, Dan and I decided to get a couple and try our luck with largemouth bass fishing in Korea. Interestingly, LMB are considered an invasive species, making the carp/bass dichotomy in Korea virtually the opposite of America. But anyways, a restaurant owner had mentioned he goes bass fishing at Wongdang Lake so we headed over, again.
We started off on the opposite end of what lake than we had previously been carp angling. As far as bass fishing goes, you can just use any sandbar or ledge you see fit which is nice. I had to reteach myself how to tie the right knots and cast since I truly hadn’t been spin fishing since I was a kid. Passed some suspicious looking cows on the way over.
I used a diving craw lure and Dan used a similar type. We moved around quite a bit, casting recasting, with little success. Even made it across the entire lake. However, no one seemed to be catching at all.
Skunked. But as always, the view was absolutely stunning and we had a good time hanging out and practicing our cast and reel techniques.