Was out last night, tried a new spot first (new to me anyway, every spot on the river’s been tried by someone ) Within 10 minutes I had a 24 inch flatty. Not bad, he was super aggressive and hit a large “7” (nine point five?) inch bullhead. Any night with any flatty biting is always a good night, so having one in the boat already definitely made my night.
Well, 6 hours later it’s 1:00 in the morning and that’s the only bite I’ve had. I had what may have been a run in between the 7:00 fish and now, but it could have been debris or whatever too, because when I picked it up there was nothing there. So I moved to a different spot where I’d actually seen fish in the middle of the night before.
At 1:15 I had a super-aggressive run, tearing line off the reel almost faster than the clicker would let it go. Before I could set a hook he was gone. Reeled up a crushed bullhead. Well this put me in a great mood. Since I was planning an all nighter, it was good to get some adrenaline going to keep me awake.
I was frustrated that the fish let that last one go. I decided to downsize. My okuma reel had a lighter bait clicker on it than the garcia reel that I just missed a fish on, plus it was rigged up with an 8/0 hook instead of 10/0. I threw a 6 inch bullhead on it for good downsizing measure and tossed it out. At about 2:25 or so, I got a familiar thump. No clicker run, just a huge thump. I yanked my rod out of the holder and held it, with the baitrunner mode still on. Within about 10 seconds, the fish started spooling off line. I engaged the spool and after a slight load, I set the hook into a monster! Wow, this was a big fish, and the rod was certainly not OVER-sized (it’s supposed to be my channel cat rod). About 10-15 minutes later, my arms were sore and there was a fish in the net. I pulled it in, measured it up, took a couple pics, and let her go.
45×29 inches, about 45 lbs, I’d say. I was a scale forgetting dork. Oh well! I got good accurate measurements thanks to the 98 cent 5 foot flexible retractable tape from menards! That thing rocks compared to my old 25 foot metal tape that I had been using. Man, what a night! Start off strong, then finish off stronger!!
Stayed out another hour and a half, but I couldn’t really pay close attention after that fish, I was too excited. So I just packed up and left at about 4-ish. 2 fish on 3 runs, fish separated by almost 8 hours. Wow. Perfect weather, fog was just starting to set in by the time I left.
Here’s a couple pics. The blood isn’t the fish, it’s me. He got me pretty good, I bled all over my boat, shirt, camera, etc…
Next time I might wear gloves like a girl…this pic was after I got home and washed it up!