I picked a rotten day for fishing the 'sota, but the weather for us was grand! My fiance and I took out the new puppy dog (check her out!) to chill under the hwy 30 bridge. We didn't catch more than nibbles, and thankfully for my pride, neither did any of the other folks fishing out there. Okay, one dude caught a couple of foot-long cats, but that wasn't exactly the exciting catfish/gar day I had hoped for. What can you do? It was cloudy, a little windy, and the water's so bloody low there isn't much luck anywhere, at least for yours truly.
We did have a great time, though, and it really was beautiful. There were a lot of bodies, though. The spot we were fishing by was apparently where people cleaned their fishies, there was a deer leg, the rest of the body a ways off, and its organs further off in a neat little stack. Oh, and there was a wild boar, equally ripped up. *shrug* I caught a lotta branches!
It's a pretty easy river fishing spot, though, so you can bet I'll be out there more. A new friend said he could probably boat us out on Somerville in a couple of weeks, and another new friend said eventually he'd invite us out on a weekend canoeing trip - sweet!
Yay for making fishing buddies! :D
-CC
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