Interesting Saturday evening

Not Saturday, this was one of her earlier catches

This time of year Fran and I tend to fish from our dock until the weeds make it hard to bottom fish. Saturday about 7:30 in the evening we decided to give it a shot. We sat for about fifteen minutes and Fran had a good hit. She was bringing it in as I went for the net but it got off after she gained about thirty feet. I re-casted for her and went inside to get a jacket as it was cooling off. On my way back to the dock I see her with her pole bent, fighting another one. I netted the 25 inch northern for her then sat down. Within about five minutes there she was fighting another one. This fish was an 8 pound cat. Next she got a 9 pound cat, me still with nothing. Of course I broke the net getting her last one in.
 Now it was my turn. The school moved to my area. I ended up with an 8 pound cat and a 6 pounder. Yes, she beat me again. We were back in the house by nine after landing about forty pounds of fish. Not bad for an hour and a half. We released all of them. Cat that size taste as my grand daughter put it "like cleaning stuff." I agree.
Ken