|It's hard to beat the fight of a fat catfish.|
Growing up, my dad always took us fishing on Good Friday, which was always more than enough fishing for the year--ha ha. My dad and I went fishing on the ranch on Good Friday and I caught a catfish (only my second ever) and he caught a nice bass. There wasn't a lot going on, but it's so fun to catch something different.
|A delicious bass. Pop did eat both fish for dinner. I like my fish in the form of raw tuna on rice--ha ha.|