Fought Like a Warrior, Died With Honor, Tasted real good!!

[Harold Ewing II]

With hunting season a vague memory,  they openned the private lake for fishing.  I was there early , it was cool and cloudy and we had the place to ourselves.  Cindy, my wife,was, as always anticipating our usual luck at this spot. (80 acre lake and we rarely , if ever,  fish anywhere but this one spot on the boat dock.  Here's why.)  If you could fill 2 five gallon buckets in less than 3 hrs most every time in that spot, wy tempt the wretched chance of anything less happenning?  We were getting some ok bites but very few fish and small ones.  After a while i cuaght a keeper, and another.  My wife had some luck too.  We noticed evil looking clouds in the sky and decided we would stay come Hell 'er high water as the 'gills were biting now.   I had a Zebco 888 Hawgseeker out for cats and the line was going out.  It was in 40 to 50 ft deep water so I wondered what was in store.  Quickly hobbling ( the leg I was sittin on was dead asleep) I grabbed it and set the hook thinking big channel cat!  It wasnt fighting like a cat  but it was bending a big stiff pole near bouble.  I played it some and worked it in.   I couldnt believe what I saw.  A huge blugill!  Cindy netted it and we grinned at each other like we had for 28 yrs when things went our way.   The pic explains more than I can.  

Harold and Cindy of St Louis MO

[Jeffrey D. Abney]

Cool testimony Harold and a great fish!