We picked up another monster Flathead Catfish Friday night.
Knowing the big girls were on the move getting ready for the spawn we decided to be extremely mobile and target creek mouths, snags, bends and any water discharges we could find.
We got out on the River early to locate these prime area's and things started to happen quickly we had 3 runs and decent 15lber landed before dark along with a bigger 20lber that came unbuttoned boat side. After our 3rd move of the day just at dusk we hit a water discharge and anchored just up stream we immediately landed two smaller 8lb and 10lb Flats things slowed for bit and we were just getting ready to move on and my clicker took off screaming I set the hook and I knew it was big I couldn't budge her off the bottom for at least 10 minutes I finally got her turned and when it peaked its head John nabbed her with quick scoop of the net.
We had 14 runs which is insane for Flathead fishing and boated 5 fish 38, 15, 10, 10, 8.
Saturday was just the opposite with only 2 runs and 1 fish landed. Good news is we think Phil won the Moores Bait n' Tackle Catfish contest.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947