Father's Day Weekend Catfish...
The lake was in great shape for fishing this weekend. Maybe a few less at the boat ramp but I still had to park outside the parking area on the entrance road. This photo is looking south down the boat cut. Wish I had a nickel for every time I have made this run.
With Mary and Miguel both working we had help with the fishing. He's been operating a full grown rig pretty good but he showed up with this and spent a solid hour casting into an old stew pot. That's pretty much how my dad did me. I had been a cane pole fisherman and one day my dad brought home a tiny Zebco rig maybe a bit stouter than this and sat me in the backyard casting in a bucket. That experience has certainly paid off.
Cathy and Ezra fish.
We got in a little boogie boarding in the Sam Rayburn surf. Cathy picks up litter in the background. Litter is like smoking and not wearing a mask to prevent Covid 19 spread. Everyone should know by now those things are bad.
Return to the ramp.
Total for the day was 18 catfish. A little better size wise than the last couple of trips. The fish may be settling into a deep water summer pattern. It took us about an hour maybe a bit longer to catch these. We cooked them for supper.
Labels: catfish, Cathy, Grand kids, lake, pontoon, swimming in my belly
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