I was invited last week to spend this weekend at a friend's parents lakehouse on Oconee. I did all kinds of firsts. As many times(over a span of 20 years) as I have been surfing, I have never ridden a jet-ski, never kneeboarded, and never fished. I did all three this weekend. I had a mutha fuccin blast. About midnight, Saturday night, we went fishing off the dock. About an hour into it, my line starts tugging. I pick my pole up and start reeling. I finally got her in and it was a 4lb catfish. It was just under a foot 1/2 long and fat as hell. After another 20 minutes, I reeled in the other at just less than 1 foot, maybe 1 1/2 lbs. Man, this shit was cool. I brought them home and dumped into the river in my backyard.
Here's the boat we rode on. The sky/scenery was what I liked the picture for.
Here is the small(channel) catfish I got.
Here is the BIG(mudcat).
I think I have found yet another hobby. Later, QD.








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