02-01-2012, 10:00 AM
<br /> Wade, Troy and myself were in need of a big blue cat bite today so off we went. <br /> Launched from skull and it was a ghost town, ran up to Possum creek and checked two spots we had been looking at with promise only to let us down. Rand back downriver and marked a bunch of fish, sat on them for about an hour with two small blues to show for it. I made lunch out of one, a little lemmon-pepper fish that took the sting out of an otherwise boring trip. <br /> The wind blew pretty had all day, water was moving good and temps were 48ish depending on where you were. <br /> Still no-one at the ramp when we got back, I guess most are smarted than us and knew the bite was not going to happen.