The river was unusually calm yesterday evening and I managed to catch the reflection of the twilight-ish sky in the water.
I also managed to catch my first fish of the season, a little perch.
They were biting like crazy...but "they" were mostly 10-12 inch channel cats...not big enough to mess with. I did manage to snag a really nice sized bullhead, though. Now I just need a couple-three of his buddies to join him in the freezer.
I should have taken photos of da Zigster and me trying to clean him. It took a ball-peen hammer, a butcher knife, a paring knife, a pair of pliers and both of us to kill and dress the damn thing. Neither of us has skinned and gutted a catfish in a lotta years, so it took a while, but we got 'er done.
Now that I'm "officially" unemployed, I plan to do a lotta fishin.