Well…I’m sorry, I don’t have any pictures…so here’s the tale
…without pictures… My camera media fried and all the images were lost. 
Catfishing started out slow…or dead rather..I thought we might run into a sturgeon if not a channel…but it wasn’t meant to be. Putz seem to enjoy the calmness of the river at 4:30 in the morning.
Sandbar came by around 6ish…(I don’t know about the time…time flys when your having fun!) He made sure we were awake are ready to fish for those…walleyes.
I had one picture were I was taking off a 23 inch eye off his hook for him and he was patting me on the back…He’s not only a good fisherman…but a good sportsperson!
Another one of Putz and me….arm in arm…each holding a 27″ eye…well, ok…Putz was holding a 27.5 eye.
Wish I had a movie camera…I got about five fishing boats to help me sing….PUTZ! PUTZ! He’s our man…
If he can’t catch it BK can.!!! We made good harmony.
I’m thinking I had about 30 or so pictures of Putz holding a big eye before releasing it…there were a few of him and I showing off our freindship and fish…the whole trip was a bonding experiance between Putz, the river, the fish and I…
Ok…I may have stretch SOME of he story…just a little…so I’ll get more serious here…
Thanks for coming along Putz! We’ll do it again when the airtemp si closer to Optium Ford running weather.
Opps! Almost forgot…After that story, I’m in on the venison…right?
