Dumb fscking luck and I don’t care!
Was practice casting off the end of the dock, which for like the 7 or 8 years I have been up coming up here, I never see my FIL fishing off the end of the dock. He always takes the pontoon out.
On my 4th cast, I thought I felt something take the line and sure enough, this guy was on there. I was a little freaked out, last thing I caught was like a blue gill, which at the time was bigger than my hand (I was like 10 or so), this guy is bigger than my hand.
I got him into the net per my FIL instructions and we rushed over to see the neighbor who had called it a night only 10 minutes earlier, as I remarked “Gary left the party too soon.”
I spent the rest of the night (up until total sun down) trying to catch another (anything really). 35 minutes of the fishing was done from the kayak, the rest from the dock.
I think I will now be trying, all the time.