I hate it when I forget my camera.
Luckily he brought his camera.
We paddled out to an absolutely gorgeous late afternoon river. Virtually no wind, clear water, perfect. I even saw two flatheads as we were getting to my spot. I really wished I had my camera then for some underwater footage.
Anyway, I hooked up first and as my drag starts ripping, I hear a "oh #!@$". He didn't have the memory card. Doh!
Oh well. Cell phone it is.
![](http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s93/robchoi/10bluecat-2.jpg)
36" Blue cat
Not long after...
![](http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s93/robchoi/Thom1stflathead.jpg)
Thom's first flathead at 30"
Shortly after that, Thom hooks into another that really ripped drag and I got busy clearing lines. Getting excited like a little kid, I watched his line cut through the water, swing the yak around, and put a nerve racking bend in his little Ugly Stik. He had a helluva time landing the thing as I watched with a big ol' grin. I have to say, it's almost just as fun watching.
![](http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s93/robchoi/Thom2ndFlathead.jpg)
34" Flathead
We had a couple other little guys around 24".
It was good times for a few of hours after work. Happy birthday, Thom.
I'm constantly forgetting my camera. I took a week long trip to Vegas and have no pictures to show for it. Maybe it's karma's way of telling me that I won't want to remember this...
ReplyDeleteYeah, photographic evidence can definitely get you in trouble sometimes. Haha!
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