Fish are jumpin and the cotton is fine.
A couple nights last week we went fishing in a super secret spot on a lake. The crew was Matt Cramton, Doug Gulau, Jeff Bunker, Travis Bunker, and myself. We took a pontoon out to the spot and started trolling. We ended up with a few big ones and called it a night at around 5am, I happened to catch this fatty in the picture. Not a bad night.
The next night we all got out of work early and were on the lake at around 10pm with a few hours of no luck. Eventually it started pouring rain, I mean POURING rain. It was raining down, left, right, and yes, even up. We were all soaked and finally Doug had a fish on the line at around 2am. He was a tough catch, that's for sure. There was yelling, screaming, and cheering from all of us. It was straight out of "The Deadliest Catch," no joke. He was a keeper, I caught a couple throw-backs, then we called it a night at 4am. Another GREAT night.