Bassman/Walleye/Sturgeon Joe, his son Dakota and I were out sturgeon fishing until 11 pm last Saturday night.
It was slow for us with one good, rod bend into the water fight that made a 15 year old scream like a little girl until we had a catastrophic failure and she was gone.
Joe sank the hook into a smaller rubber lips a short time later. Had I known what was going on in the back of his head I would have protected that fish. I hope sturgeon don’t mate with one for life.
Heard the bite turned on between 12 and 2 am…. naturally.
You don’t hear “you should have been here tomorrow” very often.