After 2 consecutive visits from Pepe LePew on Sunday and yesterday mornings, I was loathe to head out this morning, but bored so I did, expecting a Hat Trick of consecutive skunks. As I completed extensive coverage of the primary target, I was having a very bad feeling that my nightmare would be realized, but I decided to hit one more area. Well the "final" area was just as sterile as the first, but one of the locals was also fishing so we started chatting. Just as we were about to both head back to our respective barns a few fish came up in a "blitz" that lasted about 1 minute, not long enough for either one of us to get a single cast off into the "melee".
Hmmm, what to do, what to do? Well a bit of a rip was setting up nearby, a rip that has been historically productive so I decided to give it one shot. After about 10 casts, I had drifted into a position such that my casts could reach the "Money Pit", and I resolved that as soon as I drifted out of range I would accept the fate of the Skunk. Then a divine intervention from Poseidon! My popper was crashed by a none too happy fish that took off on an extended run and the battle began. Took a good 5 min, but soon I slipped my net under a 30.5" fish. Looks like our weekend visitors will be having Stripah for Suppah!!
Hmmm, what to do, what to do? Well a bit of a rip was setting up nearby, a rip that has been historically productive so I decided to give it one shot. After about 10 casts, I had drifted into a position such that my casts could reach the "Money Pit", and I resolved that as soon as I drifted out of range I would accept the fate of the Skunk. Then a divine intervention from Poseidon! My popper was crashed by a none too happy fish that took off on an extended run and the battle began. Took a good 5 min, but soon I slipped my net under a 30.5" fish. Looks like our weekend visitors will be having Stripah for Suppah!!