Well, made plans to fish with a friend of mine last night for catfish on the CT river, and my curse kicked in. Kinda sucks since i don't get out much these days. Was hoping to post some pics of fat cats. Oh well...
Once in a while i'll jump on a boat with someone who can land a pile of fish when i'm not around. The 2 times before this was for pike, and also on the river. At least my curse is limited to rivers.
We launched out of Wethersfield around 7PM, to a breezy warm night. Summer is definitely close! Matt is a catfish king, and regularly hauls in channel cats over 10lbs from his honey holes. Well, last night i put my curse on his productive spots. I zilched out, and he only managed a couple small ones.
We had a good time BS'ing, and killing a few beers. Enjoyed a cigar and food as well. We finally called it quits before midnight.
So. Thanks Matt, and sorry about the curse. When are we going again?
