These are the "keepers" from our first night trip. We trolled in the vicinity of our so-called regular spot. the upper-most cat is the fish I caught, the last one of the night before returning to the ramp (~ 12am). On a sidebar here you'll notice I also have little fish on the stringer. This, I believe, is a result of some subconscience belief that if I keep these fish on a stringer until I'm finished I won't re-catch them...
This is your typical above-average teenage boy pretending to look tough and manly. What he DOESN'T want to admit is he's buckling under the tremendous weight of 2 unforgiving pregnant lady catfish with an intense desire to go back from whence they came (just kidding, son)...
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