The Farmville herald. (Farmville, Va.) 1957-current, 1962-05-04

largemOlth bass, u 800 blue gill
Samples taken by Commission
biologists last summer revealed
that these fish have successfully
spawned, assuring area sports
men of many pleasant moments
on the lake.
Creel limits for the newly
opened lake will comply with
the statewide regulations, which
are eight daily on bass, and Is
daily on bluegill. No size limits
will be enforced at Bar Crick''
this year.
Bear Creek is a 55-acre body
of water located in the Bear
Greek recreation area. in the
Cumberland State Forest, easily
accessible from Route 60 near
Cumberland C.. H. It's a dandv,
spot for a picnic and has a fine
swimming area, complete with
one and three meter diving
boards.
SPRING THEME:
While drinking a cup of coffee
the other day, your Sideliner
bumped elbows with j. Wiley
Putney. After the usual apollo
gies, our conversation turned to
important, worldly matters like
fishing. He pulled a paper from
his pocket and told us to read
it. His son, Jimmie, a tenth
grader at Prince Edward
Academy wrote a little piece en-
titled ION A Small Pond" After
reading the article we we're in
the mood to go fishing, and this
Sideliner seriously considered
going back to school and letting
Jimmie take over the writing
chores for The Herald. His story
was good and to put some
others Of us in the mood for
fishing. We are re-printing his
article here as follows:
ITO some, fishing may be a
hobby in which they can bring
home some meat for the pot.
but to others it is the height OF
relaxation combined with ex-
citement. There is surely nc
greater thrill than the expert
ence of fishing a small Dream
pond toward sunset.
Here you will oftimes find a
fisherman who has been drift
ing around a pond through the
Steaming afternoon hours. 1t is
very likely that he has caught
barely enough fish and at just
the right intervals to overshad-
OW the pains Of his aching back.
Sunset, however. brings new
hope as the wind dies. leaving
the pond in a mirror-like calm
The pink clouds in the distance
and the reddening sun add a
rosy tint to the silvery glow OF
the water.
And suddenly, as though il
were a massive insectivorious
banquet. the water begins tC
seethe and boil in a frenzy Of
feeding Dream. Our battle-weary
angler finds new strength as
each cast rewards him a thrill
and excitement from the yellow
throat perch. Then. as quickly
as it began. the feeding stops
1t is deathly silent. The calm is
broken only by the lonely cries
Of a bedraggled hound way of,
in the distance, accompanied BY
an eerie overture of bullfrogs
and crickets.
1T is now, his creel heavy
with Dream, that our modern
Isaac Walton begins his cues
of the cleverest. strongest, ane
most resourceful of fresh water
fish. the large-mouthed blacl
bass. In a graceful and quie
manner. he sails a larger
wooden plug, shaped somewha
like a small frog. about a foo
from a large stump.
Bass like to conceal them
selves in the vicinity of such il
regularities to catch foolish in
SectS which may carelessly wan
der too close. Here. patience i.
always the victor. If the bass i,
wise. and waits long enough
the fisherman will reveal hi.
presence in some manner. l
the fisherman. however. cal
suppress his anxiety for a suf
ficiopf duration of tt,,o tor,n