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All Day and All of the Night 6/23/18

Started by sasquatch, June 24, 2018, 02:37:27 PM

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sasquatch

 Had plans to hit Jennings with Tom at 3 for night catfishing. His schedule freed up and we made it 1 instead.

Plan was to fart around catching bluegill and bass until nightfall. We cruised around the lake checking out spots, tossed some worms for BG now and then. Not a bite. For kiddie fish, they were tough to find.

Tom got excited when his bobber went down and he was sure it was a nice BG.

Nope.



Tried a bunch of spots, then decided to concentrate our efforts and make sure we had our preferred spot for the nights action.

Nothing. Like a desert. We probably should have taken the hint, but didn't.

Time goes by, and by, and by.

Only action we had for hours was Tom getting stung by a bee that found its way under three layers of clothes to sting him in the back. Ugh. Even if I had a picture of him I wouldn't post it.

Finally after soaking baits all over the spot, we started to get a few bites. Every one went into the sticks and broke us off.

I finally got one to stick and got the skunk off.



Then it went quiet again.

Maybe an hour later, or longer, I get a bite, land the fish, and look over at my other rod just buried. This was a nice fish. Fought it to the boat, Tom was deadly with the net as always and the final fish of the night was landed.



The final outcome.



We went back to Tom's, unhooked the boat and I was on the road at 1230. Long day.

Tom weighed the fish today and  they went, 2.63, 3.32, and 5.52 pounds.. Not bad at all.

Latimeria

Well, congrats on the nice cats Steve.  My wife just called me Quasimodo as the bee sting has left a big hump on my back.  That swelling was crazy.
You can't catch them from your computer chair.

xjchad


1morecast

That's a long fishing session.  If you ever need to catch BG I have a spot that you can load up on them.
2016 Summer Shark Fishing Champion :)
Twenty Three (23)

spideyjg

Quote from: 1morecast on June 24, 2018, 10:08:24 PM
That's a long fishing session.  If you ever need to catch BG I have a spot that you can load up on them.

BG are not legal bait except in the Colorado river district. Can't use them in SD county nor can you use cut carp except out there.

Different areas have different rules.

I need to refresh the desert bait so let me know where that is Binh.


Jim

Latimeria

You can't catch them from your computer chair.

xjchad


sasquatch

Thx for posting that Tom. Did some day drinking and fell asleep yesterday and can't do it from work.

lightline21

Quote from: sasquatch on June 24, 2018, 02:37:27 PM
Had plans to hit Jennings with Tom at 3 for night catfishing. His schedule freed up and we made it 1 instead.

Plan was to fart around catching bluegill and bass until nightfall. We cruised around the lake checking out spots, tossed some worms for BG now and then. Not a bite. For kiddie fish, they were tough to find.

Tom got excited when his bobber went down and he was sure it was a nice BG.

Nope.



Tried a bunch of spots, then decided to concentrate our efforts and make sure we had our preferred spot for the nights action.

Nothing. Like a desert. We probably should have taken the hint, but didn't.

Time goes by, and by, and by.

Only action we had for hours was Tom getting stung by a bee that found its way under three layers of clothes to sting him in the back. Ugh. Even if I had a picture of him I wouldn't post it.

Finally after soaking baits all over the spot, we started to get a few bites. Every one went into the sticks and broke us off.

I finally got one to stick and got the skunk off.



Then it went quiet again.

Maybe an hour later, or longer, I get a bite, land the fish, and look over at my other rod just buried. This was a nice fish. Fought it to the boat, Tom was deadly with the net as always and the final fish of the night was landed.



The final outcome.



We went back to Tom's, unhooked the boat and I was on the road at 1230. Long day.

Tom weighed the fish today and  they went, 2.63, 3.32, and 5.52 pounds.. Not bad at all.

Nice catfish guys. Congrats!