Snuck out for a few hours alone last night and had a pretty good time. The gale force winds almost kept some of the mosquitos away. Caught a mooneye to cut up and shortly after sunset I had my first hit (from a non-gar,turtle, dogfish). I was fighting the channel when one of my flathead rigs started screaming and I was left with two good fights at once. I pulled the channel in close enough to avoid wood then let the rodholder take over the fight while I pulled the flat out of the snag. Eventually managed them both to the boat (channel – 8 pounds, flathead – 10):
About 5 minutes later another run came on the flat rig and I had the pleasure of fighting a 24 pounder in about two feet of water – lots of commotion but not lots of power. Anyway, this one was pretty beat up (I’m presuming it’s from digging out a nesting hole):
Those little flecks are not snow, they’re mosquitos, of course – last time I forget long pants!
Happy Hunting,
Matt