By Rich Miller
A couple of weeks ago it was cold and raining and we were wondering if summer was ever going to get here. Well, now it’s the first week of June and I have already seen the temperature gauge read 102º! I can’t remember it ever being this hot this early. I guess we had a little bit of spring bit for the most part we jumped right in to summer around here.
We had a great Memorial Day weekend although we didn’t do a whole lot. We did do a little fishing but mostly just hung out with family and friends.
Friday afternoon, my son Tye and nephew Porter wanted to go fishing so we loaded up the boat and went to the lake to do a little cat fishing. I thought as hot as it was we could go up one of the creeks and put out some lines and maybe catch a monster catfish. They were super excited and were all over the boat the whole time. After getting anchored we started getting lines out. I got about three lines out when the first reel went off. I grabbed it and set the hook and the fight was on. I then helped Tye get the rod and he caught his first catfish of the day. It was a small channel cat but we had a fish in the boat. After we caught the first fish, we were able to get all the rods in the water.
After a little wait we got another bite and hooded that fish up also. That time we weren’t so luck because that fish wrapped us up in some thing and broke off. I never did get to see that fish but it fest like it was a lot bigger than the first on we caught. The next fish that hit was Porter’s turn and he landed his with no problem; but it was about the same size as the first one we caught.
The last fish we caught – before the girls started calling wanting something to eat – was smaller than the first two. Three was all we put in the boat but that was about all of the attention span the two boys had anyway. We had us a ball either way with the few fish that we caught. After cleaning them a and getting them put in the freezer Tye wanted two know when we were cooking them!
Our Memorial Day weekend was spent on the lake pretty much the whole time whether we were doing a little fishing or just hanging out; it was all a blast.