We exit the marina and turn south - I drop the trolling motor, raise the outboard, and follow the shoreline in about 4 feet of water. Iím casting a spinning rod toward the shore targeting White Bass for about 10 minutes when Iím hung up on the bottom. But, wait - drag is peeling and my rod is going crazy. I finally realize I am not snagged but I canít imagine what hit my lure. I put the trolling motor in anchor mode and Iím still thinking to myself I am snagged but a snag doesnít move like this! I finally get whatever this thing is under the boat only to have it dart off again. Finally, it comes to the surface and holy crap - a giant (for me) Catfish that I weighed at 8 lbs. I tell you - it felt way bigger than that in the net. After it surfaced I realized I foul hooked it through the top fin. How the heck does one do that? Lucky or unlucky I donít know. Anyway, snapped a couple of photos and returned it to the lake.
Caught a couple of White Bass after that but my day was already made. We cruised over to the Provo River inlet - not much happening over there but there was plenty of bank fishing going on.
What a memory - and my wife was there to see, photograph and video it!