It's all about the stories...
The winter bite.
A couple of weeks ago I took the plunge and entered El Gato's friendly fishing competition and get together on Lake Lewisville. I got skunked and despite the high winds had a great time and met some really nice folks. I met Henry from Midlothian, a really nice guy and friend of Geno, aka Skeetmaster. As we had high winds and we both have small boats, we decided to stick together, choosing to stay close to the shore line. We had a great time and followed each other around (he caught some, I didn't) both laughing like little kids as we headed back together bouncing off the waves in what was a quite wet ride.
Well, we stayed in touch.
Henry invited me to come fish Lake Tawakoni on his boat (mine had issues), and as can happen the plan went south when he got called out. We tried again but my turn to bail.
Henry was hoping to get out this weekend but work got in the way, and last minute he managed to get some time in so off he went.
He called me earlier, as excited as a little kid. This was why...
That is a 72 pound (gasp) bluecat, his PB.
That is the fish up against his 36 inch scale.
He told me he had another take down while fighting the big fish. He said it was screaming his drag and fought real hard all the way in.
Looking forward to joining him soon on Tawakoni hopefully.
FYI he caught it in 35 feet of water.