10-23-2002, 03:17 AM
[font "Comic Sans MS"][size 2]The water was very smooth as a storm moved across the mountains to the east. My daughter and I put in at 5:30 and left at 6:30. Lots of work for an hour of water time ... (ya know, prep at home, prep at dock, launch alone, and then doing all again in the reverse order). But I got ta tell ya, it was well worth it! Immediately we got into a very big "classic" boil in front of the feed lot that slowly worked it's way over to the marina entrance. It lasted about 20-25 minutes. We lost more than we caught ... and we only caught 2. If my ways don't soon change, I'm going to change my handle from Old Coot to Lure LOOSER! Again, during the boil, I lost another lure. I guess I'll have to start wearing my glasses when tying on snaps. The two we caught came in on a top water popper and a white crocodile. My daughter can't cast worth $*!#*t and I have NO patience during a boil. But I'm not the only one with no patience during a boil. Two other boats started to have words with each other when one of them drove into the middle of the boil ... "kiss my a**!" .... "No, you kiss my a**!" It was a real verbal boxing match and my daughter and I got quite a laugh listening to those guys duken it out. What a hoot. One of the wipers we caught was 20 inches and VERY fat. The other at 19. I wonder just how many times I will get my boat back out since I put it up for winter storage? Forgive me ... I'm still learning this thing called fishin.[/size][/font]
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