the beast and its crew on wylie last night
hooked up with pete last night and me him and brian went above the buster boyd. fished from dark to one AM. the bite was sooo slow. we finally wound up with 38 or 39 crappie and half dozen or so catfish. most of em was average to small with a few slabs thrown in. pete also hooked into a nice fish that give him a real tussle. at first he thought it was a bass,, then a catfish,, when it finally come to the surface like a torpedo and slapped the water with its tail,, it was a big gar, about four ft long.. funny thing is,, it broke off and we thought it was lost, when one of the other rods went down. pete had it again, with a line that was wrapped around its snout. this time we got it to the net and hauled it aboard. it looked about four ft long and we estimated its weight at ten or 15 lbs. i took some photos of it and will post one when i get em back from the lab. the gar made a king sized mess out of pete and brians lines. had their lines all wrapped up in a real nice ball of monofilament. sorta looked like a wig phyllis diller might want to wear. brian, who is a new comer to this kind of crappie fishing wound up with 11, pete had about 25 and old rango had 2 fish. again i was fishing the dead sea. looks like im gonna have to move toward the front of the boat and sorta squeeze intween them boys. its disgusting to see em catching em and my end of the boat aint doing nothin but drowning minnows. makes me wanna stretch out and take a nap. they threatened to mutiny if i moved, so using better judgement, i stayed put and watched the show. somehow or another i need to figger a way to get myself up towards the front of the boat where the action is without it being too obvious what im doing. I think pete anticipated wearing me out again after so long an absence in the beast and did bring me a nice mess of spanish mackeral he caught at the coast. today ill be cooking em and will forget about the royal whupping he give me last night when im chowing down this afternoon and will be looking foward to the next trip out.
