Starting to be cooler in the morning. What depth are you guys catching them at?
Yo Guys & Gals, Got out last evening with the grand kids and my eldest son . Wish I could post we had a banner catch. Not so. While my good friend Old Timer put me in the right church, I guess we settled in the wrong pew. We gave all our fat heads to the silvers and then fished exclusively with plastics. The silvers liked them too. My son and i jigged with raps and bucktails.A lot of shorts but no keepers. I think sometimes we gauge our success by the photos and catch rate of our Oneida heros. I am sure most of them will tell you, you don't always score a limit or a pail full on Oneida. It is a lot more interesting to show your best outing. Few, if any, I am sure would take a picture of an empty pail or empty stringer. Well let me tell you this time was one of those times. Grand Pa didn't have any biggest or first perch to show for his efforts. Bella and Ian (grand kids) didn't score either. The thing we all had in common is we all now hate them dang silver bass. Late in the evening, after my son ,Shayne and I exhausted our efforts on a dozen shorts we finally relented and let the kids go for a swim. Somehow all the days shortcomings were all forgotten.The trip back to Fulton with a side stop at Micky Dee's for ice cream punctuated another memorable family outing. Look at the bright side. Pappy didn't have to stay up till midnight cleaning fish. No rain last night , so i didn't have to cover the boat or put in the barn. Pappy got hugs and kisses from the grand kids. More important, genuine (thank you) Poppy. All and all, not a bad day I would say. It's hard to take a picture of that.
Boom! HUGE success Jboogey Took my 7 yr old for his first night camping with Daddy.....got his first fish on the fly rod...all by himself(micro gill) and multiple thank you daddy for bringing me here.....squeezed him so hard I thought we both were going to cry
You've got your priorities right. IMO what comes back in your heart is more important than what comes back in the bucket or game bag.
Boom ! Skunkmaster. Sounds to me like you have captured the magic of fishing.