We set out yesterday morning to spend some guy time at the river. Jacks showed his excitement when he came bouncing out of his room fully dressed at 6:30. The car was packed and we were on the road by 6:40 to head to the bait store and meet the fish when they woke up.
We ate our man’s breakfast of powdered donuts, beef jerky and some smoked sausage as we drove to the fishing hole. It was 70 degrees and there was a good cool breeze coming off the river when we put our lines in the water. Something told me it was going to be a good day when Jackson’s line was struck before he could even sit down to be comfortable.
Three hours, four catfish, one bass, one perch and one giant carp later, we headed back to tell our tales to the ladies at home.
It was a good day. We can’t wait to head back…
