Where have we been? Why haven’t I posted?
The Graddys were gon’ fishin’. On Sunday, Jeremy took me out to the honey hole… A special spot near Taylor’s Bridge where he’s been catching white bass for years.
After a 20 minute drive through BFE, a thorny hike through the woods, a quick pee in bushes, and sliding down a muddy hill… We made it to the honey hole.
Jeremy tied on a yellow rooster tail something or other onto my shiny blue fishing pole, and we were off to the races. Races meaning we were going head-to-head in a Sunday fish catching competition.
We fished from 3:30 to 6 or so, and brought in 26 fish. 24 white bass, 1 large mouth bass, and 1 walleye.
And in case you were wondering, we tied at 13-all.
Here’s a photo of my sexy fisherman!