Did Ya Miss Me?

What's wrong with you? A week ago, I said that if you didn't hear from me to call the Police. How long has it been? No, I didn't drown. I've been feeshing. And untying knots. And un-hooking Sunfish. If I see one more stupid Blue Gill, I'm going to strangle someone. Yes, it's the Beginner Camps again.

Don't get me wrong. I love Camp. I just don't like tangles and small, sharp fish. Monday was Pella. We caught a Sunfish. Wait, no. 300 Sunfish. And how many tangles there were couldn't be counted. We managed to pick up a few Bass, courtesy of the Meat Whistle. At the end of the day, I was sunburned, tired, my feet hurt, and I was happy. Until I heard we were going back to Pella the next day.

Day two was about the same, except a little slower. Many Blue Gill Were Caught, many tangles were created, and few big fish were found. I did manage to pick up one cool fish though, a Smallmouth around 14 inches. Sorry, jumped out of my hands before I took the photo op.

Day four was a little different. It is a well known secret spot, but I'm not going to mention where. I'm sure a couple of you will recognize it.