We left for Austin around midnight(Thurs)in a monsoon. At around 5am the rain subsided and our first lines went out (Fri). Before I could put the 3rd pole in the water, the first pole was already screaming. My take was that we were fishing post spawn conditions and that the fish may be HUNGRY. The first fish landed was a 13.13. So, I started to think that we'd catch a lot of fish, but they would be relatively smaller. An hour later one of my poles started screaming. Forgetting that the dock was saturated, due to the rain, I hurried for my pole, fell on the back of my neck, knocked over my Maize-soak, and kicked 1/4th of my Maize into the water. : ( On top of that, I missed the fish. Putting the mishap behind me the next fish landed was a 32.0(new PB). By 2:30pm we were getting runs every 2-3mins(basically All Twenties). 3pm came and my Bolt Rig was working to perfection, except that it Bolted a Hook into my pinky all the way to the Bone. I still caught 2 more Twenties, but decided that the pain was too bad to fish with a hook in my finger. Thus, I went to the Emergency Room leaving poor Missy by her little lonesome. Three hours later I returned and she was frantic. I asked what's wrong, and she said "I've got a 40, I've got a 40!!!" I looked in the sack and was amazed by the size of the fish....I couldn't believe that it was JUST a 40. Oh well, it's a 40 Never the less and her new PB/BFC. Through Saturday the daytime events slowed, but I did manage to catch my new PB of 37.9. All in all, we had a wonderful session which makes me so eager to go back.
Enr�quo Hernandez
Lewisville Carp & Buffalo Club VP
