On the fish again...
Me and Cathy went to the lake yesterday and had one of the best days so far. Fishing late in the afternoon was slow last weekend. I think the best time is mid morning to mid afternoon strangely enough. Maybe the cool July weather has something to do with it. During a typical July we would not have been able to sit comfortably through the afternoon like we did yesterday.
Final count was 26 cats, a mix of channels and blues. Cathy had the biggest blue weighed in at 4.4 pounds. This was a new area to us, heading up river in the lake. Seems like the usual late summer pattern is to find the cats down river.
There were a lot of throw backs, believe it or not, but this was not the smallest cat we caught.
It poured rain on us on and off through the aafternoon. Everything we have got a good washing including El Guapo, who had the misfortune of jumping in the truck, not knowing what he had volunteered for.
One weird thing. Two of the best blue cats were each missing a left eye, with the socket completely healed over. What's the odds, catching two like this, the same day, same fisherman (Cathy) and being two of the biggest fish?
Some of these fish aare swimming in our bellies, some are sleeping in the deep freeze.
Final count was 26 cats, a mix of channels and blues. Cathy had the biggest blue weighed in at 4.4 pounds. This was a new area to us, heading up river in the lake. Seems like the usual late summer pattern is to find the cats down river.
There were a lot of throw backs, believe it or not, but this was not the smallest cat we caught.
It poured rain on us on and off through the aafternoon. Everything we have got a good washing including El Guapo, who had the misfortune of jumping in the truck, not knowing what he had volunteered for.
One weird thing. Two of the best blue cats were each missing a left eye, with the socket completely healed over. What's the odds, catching two like this, the same day, same fisherman (Cathy) and being two of the biggest fish?
Some of these fish aare swimming in our bellies, some are sleeping in the deep freeze.
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