I took my dad out for a morning of perch jerking. We've had some pretty special days on the water together over the years. There was the time on Reelfoot lake when on the 3rd day of a crappie fishing trip, we finally figured out how to catch crappie, and we filled the boat. There was the time on Seed lake when we tied up in a fallen tree and caught over 70lbs of shellcrackers out of one hole. Then there was the time I took him to Lanier to let Jeff Blair teach us how to shoot docks for crappie.
Then there was yesterday.... In a place to remain secret.
We caught a cooler full. Literally.
We didn't count them as we put them in the cooler, but as we got nearer and nearer the top, filling the cooler became our goal. The last 2 or 3 fish, I had to push down on the lid to get it to shut. I told Dad that I don't normally quit when the fish are still biting, but we left them biting yesterday.
Got home and let my 5 year old count them as I put them in the sink. An even 70!
And this is how I usually do them.
Then there was yesterday.... In a place to remain secret.
We caught a cooler full. Literally.
We didn't count them as we put them in the cooler, but as we got nearer and nearer the top, filling the cooler became our goal. The last 2 or 3 fish, I had to push down on the lid to get it to shut. I told Dad that I don't normally quit when the fish are still biting, but we left them biting yesterday.
Got home and let my 5 year old count them as I put them in the sink. An even 70!
And this is how I usually do them.