rsimms
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Turnabout is fair play... a while back he took me on a fancy, dancy trout trip at Mountaintown Trout, so today guide, outdoor writer and friend Joe DiPietro joined me. Sam Simons came along hoping to get his picture taken... he said he might even smile. emoBigsmile
We got a late start so right off the bat we get to watch Drumking battle a striper. The morning was slow except for a few white bass and one striper which broke Joe off in a heartbeat. Later in the AM Joe captured a decent smallmouth in the shadow of the Tennessee Aquarium. You know somebody has fished a lot, and caught a lot of fish. When the smallie hit, literally with two seconds (after having caught several cats and white bass) Joe said, "That's a smallmouth." Two more seconds and the brownie cleared water in confirmation. It was a cool catch.
Sam got summoned home by his lovely bride to do some shopping for the upcoming nuptuals. It was sort of sad that we waited until Sam left to find "the sweet spot." And it was VERY sweet!
For about four hours me and Joe took turns going toe-to-toe with big cats on light-line spinning gear. Every fish we caught was averaging about 20 lbs... some smaller, some bigger. Tops was a 30 lb. class fish. Joe, who originally hails from Florida, compared the big cats on light tackle to "freshwater amberjacks." If you've ever caught an amberjack, you know what that means. It was one of the most amazing four hours of catfishing I've had in a long time... and we actually "left 'em bitin'!" We were just both smack dab wore out. It was a very "good tired," which means life is good and gettin' better every day.
Outdoor writer Joe took most the photos I'll add later, but here's just a couple from the iPhone.
We got a late start so right off the bat we get to watch Drumking battle a striper. The morning was slow except for a few white bass and one striper which broke Joe off in a heartbeat. Later in the AM Joe captured a decent smallmouth in the shadow of the Tennessee Aquarium. You know somebody has fished a lot, and caught a lot of fish. When the smallie hit, literally with two seconds (after having caught several cats and white bass) Joe said, "That's a smallmouth." Two more seconds and the brownie cleared water in confirmation. It was a cool catch.
Sam got summoned home by his lovely bride to do some shopping for the upcoming nuptuals. It was sort of sad that we waited until Sam left to find "the sweet spot." And it was VERY sweet!
For about four hours me and Joe took turns going toe-to-toe with big cats on light-line spinning gear. Every fish we caught was averaging about 20 lbs... some smaller, some bigger. Tops was a 30 lb. class fish. Joe, who originally hails from Florida, compared the big cats on light tackle to "freshwater amberjacks." If you've ever caught an amberjack, you know what that means. It was one of the most amazing four hours of catfishing I've had in a long time... and we actually "left 'em bitin'!" We were just both smack dab wore out. It was a very "good tired," which means life is good and gettin' better every day.
Outdoor writer Joe took most the photos I'll add later, but here's just a couple from the iPhone.
