J and I hit the Occoquan res, parked on a favorite submerged tree no one else knows of. Pulled a few specks but Justin was cold (been in the 50's at night here) so we pulled out of the cove and hit open water. I dropped bottom bouncers and we trolled wally rigs with night crawlers and picked up a decent little bass for Justin, he loved reeling it in. At which point we heard the biggest explosion I personally ever heard. No telling exactly where it came from. We trolled to the other side of the res and went into the wind and nailed a nice channel kitty. I took it because it felt big and darned if I was letting that boy drop a few hundred $$$ over the side. He was wussn' out on me and wouldn't hold it, so I hogtied the dumb thing for a pic.
Trolling
Kitty cat
Justin's personal haul for the day.
