08-08-2018, 08:46 PM
I got up early and started getting ready to go to Lincoln after cats. Checked to see that I had my license and it was missing. Last saw it when fishing Uintas Echo Lake last Saturday. Where was my license? "The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind" as Bob Dylan said. Must have come out of my sweat pants pocket. Anyway, so, I went down to CAL-Ranch to buy a replacement and the old guys there and I got to reminiscing about hot cars we had back in the day. By the time I got to the harbor, about 9:30 BLK and Catcarsen were just leaving. Lynn said they hadn't had much luck so there wasn't much sense staying any later. Oh boy, I thought, it's going to be one of those days. But Lynn had some leftover carplets that he gave me, so I could at least try something different.
It did seem pretty dead at first. Then I avoided the skunk by catching a bullhead and a white bass on shrimp and worms. I had some action on the carplet and when I reeled in to check, sure enough, the back half was munched off. I tried that half for a while but wised up and rebaited. A bit later the old bobber zoomed off under the water. It was a channel big enough to up my contest score, somewhere between 25 and 27 inches. When I had time to measure and photograph him later he was 26 inches, upping my third entry from 25. It seems that I am in pretty good contention for ugliest cat already this year and this guy was real beat-up, too. He looked like he had been run over by a boat, and I mean that quite literally. See the attachment below.
I left a while later at noon after an airboat zoomed down the channel at about 20-30 mph. Gotta love those guys.
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It did seem pretty dead at first. Then I avoided the skunk by catching a bullhead and a white bass on shrimp and worms. I had some action on the carplet and when I reeled in to check, sure enough, the back half was munched off. I tried that half for a while but wised up and rebaited. A bit later the old bobber zoomed off under the water. It was a channel big enough to up my contest score, somewhere between 25 and 27 inches. When I had time to measure and photograph him later he was 26 inches, upping my third entry from 25. It seems that I am in pretty good contention for ugliest cat already this year and this guy was real beat-up, too. He looked like he had been run over by a boat, and I mean that quite literally. See the attachment below.
I left a while later at noon after an airboat zoomed down the channel at about 20-30 mph. Gotta love those guys.
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The older I get the more I would rather be considered a good man than a good fisherman.