EricM
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Candi and I finally got together to try to get her a big catfish so she could slime up her Florida Gators shirt and rub Spur's face in it. Not wanting to disappoint her (or miss the shot at Spur), we managed to hunt down a really nice, HUGE 62 pound blue catfish on an otherwise really slow day. She also managed an 8 pounder, while I had to be satisfied with a fish that was, well, 1/62 the size of hers (uh, 1 pound for those of you who weren't math majors)(I used a calculator and still got it wrong twice).
What a hoot today was. Miss Candi is a riot to be in the boat with. She never pulled the fake bite trick on me and asked something like a zillion questions, thinking I had some idea of what I was doing (pfffft). It took us a long time for that first fish after she missed a couple of bites by trying to set the hook with the circle hook. Tough habit to overcome, but she waited this time and was rewarded with her first hookup. "How big?" was the first thing she wanted to know. Then she wanted to know why she couldn't move it. Duh! "Is it like 10 pounds?" Uhh, bigger. Later: "Maybe 20 pounds?" Uhh BIGGER. Finally it surfaced and there was this GASP in the boat. The girl just didn't have any concept of what a BIG blue cat looked like. I netted it on the second go-around and she helped me lift it into the boat. There was then a period of squealing and dancing from her end of the boat, and a smile that wrapped twice around her head. The cat weighed more than half of what she does. Then she handed me her camera and flopped down on the floor with her fish and hugged and kissed it for the camera. Is this an excited girl or what??????
I wish there were more fish stories to tell, but it was terribly slow fishing. Somehow, I suspect that she wouldn't trade a day of 20 ten pound fish for that one 62 (her biggest fish ever, fresh or saltwater). And somehow I was weakened by that nice personality and found myself offering her a used H-bird gps antenna to plug into her new 798 when in the house to learn on, AND a couple of rod tie-downs for her new boat. Gawd, I am sooooo easy.
Oh, and I didn't get a buttermilk pie either.
But I bet I will!!!!
What a hoot today was. Miss Candi is a riot to be in the boat with. She never pulled the fake bite trick on me and asked something like a zillion questions, thinking I had some idea of what I was doing (pfffft). It took us a long time for that first fish after she missed a couple of bites by trying to set the hook with the circle hook. Tough habit to overcome, but she waited this time and was rewarded with her first hookup. "How big?" was the first thing she wanted to know. Then she wanted to know why she couldn't move it. Duh! "Is it like 10 pounds?" Uhh, bigger. Later: "Maybe 20 pounds?" Uhh BIGGER. Finally it surfaced and there was this GASP in the boat. The girl just didn't have any concept of what a BIG blue cat looked like. I netted it on the second go-around and she helped me lift it into the boat. There was then a period of squealing and dancing from her end of the boat, and a smile that wrapped twice around her head. The cat weighed more than half of what she does. Then she handed me her camera and flopped down on the floor with her fish and hugged and kissed it for the camera. Is this an excited girl or what??????
I wish there were more fish stories to tell, but it was terribly slow fishing. Somehow, I suspect that she wouldn't trade a day of 20 ten pound fish for that one 62 (her biggest fish ever, fresh or saltwater). And somehow I was weakened by that nice personality and found myself offering her a used H-bird gps antenna to plug into her new 798 when in the house to learn on, AND a couple of rod tie-downs for her new boat. Gawd, I am sooooo easy.
Oh, and I didn't get a buttermilk pie either.
But I bet I will!!!!
