Ghost in the night

Now there are 49 states that a person can be from and I probably wouldn't like them, Idaho is one of them. But this guy, GD for the purposes of anonymity, is an alright guy. A bit sensitive at times, but so am I, no wait, I'm not.
He and I have formed an alliance to combat the surge of chrome fish, and sometimes not so chrome. We started off the week with a monster. Dennis had some difficulty reeling in this beast, but we got it just the same!


After wiping the sweat from his brow, he proceeded to get a keeper. Not a bad fish and for some reason he was anxious to eat it. I pointed to a bucket and some mud on the bank and said fill it up, it will taste the same.




Next day, same results. more mud fish for the oven.



Next, I pinpointed an exact location for the baits to go and sure enough the rod doubles over and this beauty gets things moving. It was a very healthy fish, and a native as well. I am kinda anal about handling natives, so it didn't leave the water for more than a few seconds for it's photo. Released and happy, sore lip of course.



Than it was time for the "not so chrome" to happen. Again, pinpoint accuracy of casting calls and boat control resulted in this redstriper coming to the boat. He was photo-ed and released to do it again!




A great was had, and a few laughs along the way. Mostly at GD's expense. The third picture, unless it is going to be beat in the near future, is the nicest fish of my winter season.

Note, all fish caught side drifting............an art only effective with the right person on the oars! Right GD!?