Couple of years ago my Pastor and I were shorefishing in the tailrace. He's from Indiana, by way of Colorado, and had catfish on his brain. We were using smelt and big weights to hold in the current.
He's a big dude, and was jumping all over the place, struggling to bring in what appeared to be a large fish. I had in my mind sturgeon, catfish, paddlefish - surely something big. It was really fighting, but slowly coming in...
Was the crusty metal top to a five gallon buckets, all covered in clay and gravel. Was shimmying in the current. Sad, he was...
He's a big dude, and was jumping all over the place, struggling to bring in what appeared to be a large fish. I had in my mind sturgeon, catfish, paddlefish - surely something big. It was really fighting, but slowly coming in...
Was the crusty metal top to a five gallon buckets, all covered in clay and gravel. Was shimmying in the current. Sad, he was...