Slip Rig Blog

Well, after not fishing through the heat of the summer and all the bad weather and flooding I finally made it back out onto the river. Chub and I spent about three hours moving from spot to spot looking for catfish. Admitedly we should have spent less time in each spot and moved even more than we did but it was still a good day. As the story goes the best fish of the day got away when he was only feet from the back of the boat. Although we tried liver, sunfish, nightcrawler and stink bait only the stink bait put fish in the boat. The big surprise was that I was really rusty when it came to casting and manuvering the boat. Remember it had been a while. It felt good just being out on the water. We only saw two other boats and a couple guys fishing off the dam. As does happen after each flood a new tree was stuck and submerged in the middle of the river and yes we hit it. Luckily we were just putting from spot to spot, no harm done unless you want to count Chub's heart attack.