11-04-2024, 05:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-04-2024, 05:14 PM by Piscophilic.)
Back on Oct 16 I posted about a 5 species bait run to the Provo boat harbor. I was catching bait for 2 trips planned that weekend. One was Friday with some newcomers to cat fishing and the other was Saturday with Jon.
I’m a bit late, but I’m back to tell you what we did with the bait. Well, this is the Friday part. The Saturday part deserves its own story.
Arrived Friday about 5 P.M. With Ricky, his daughter Kenedy and his friend David. Water temp was a surprising 66. Surprising at least for two weeks into October. Air temp was warm at a bit above 80.
I don’t know why, but the first fish almost always comes slowly when I bring people along that haven’t chased cats with me before. This evening was no exception. We were in 20 -30 minutes without and inquiry and they were just starting to wonder if all my stories and pics were faked/photo-shopped, when a back rod went bendo!
“Go Kenedy!” Naturally we had planned to the youngest have the first one. She was excited as can be when the 6-pound cat came aboard. They agreed to release it on my recommendation that we try to keep 2 footers and under.
The next 2 fish kept to the schedule and came nearly 20 minutes apart. Ricky and David each got one and David’s was the right size to keep.
The 4th volunteer was Kenedy’s second fish, and it was a good one, 29” and just over 10 pounds. She rubbed it in a bit as David got one about 8 pounds. Things were going well, even if they were a bit slower than anticipated. Ricky let her have his next turn and “ 3 turned out to be another 2 footer.
David also gave her his next turn and they decided to keep the last low 20’s fish of the day.
Just as the sun was setting, a back rod went down hard, and we talked Ricky into landing one more. This one about wore him out and ended up being the best of the trip, 29.5” and over 11 pounds. David got one more as the light started to fade.
I told them it was decision time. We either had to call it a day or get set up for serious night fishing. They said they had really enjoyed their first cat fishing outing and opted to call it a day.
We ended up with 8 cats and I got a couple of 8-inch whites to add to the bait supply. After all my worrying, it turned out almost perfect for a trip with first timers, plenty of tugs, a couple over 10 pounds and not frantic times with 3 or on at once.
All the fish came in 8-11 FOW dragging FLAITs with WB meat at 0.5 to 0.8 MPH.
I’ll share the details on the Saturday trip soon. Spoiler alert, there is a PB cat in that report.
I’m a bit late, but I’m back to tell you what we did with the bait. Well, this is the Friday part. The Saturday part deserves its own story.
Arrived Friday about 5 P.M. With Ricky, his daughter Kenedy and his friend David. Water temp was a surprising 66. Surprising at least for two weeks into October. Air temp was warm at a bit above 80.
I don’t know why, but the first fish almost always comes slowly when I bring people along that haven’t chased cats with me before. This evening was no exception. We were in 20 -30 minutes without and inquiry and they were just starting to wonder if all my stories and pics were faked/photo-shopped, when a back rod went bendo!
“Go Kenedy!” Naturally we had planned to the youngest have the first one. She was excited as can be when the 6-pound cat came aboard. They agreed to release it on my recommendation that we try to keep 2 footers and under.
The next 2 fish kept to the schedule and came nearly 20 minutes apart. Ricky and David each got one and David’s was the right size to keep.
The 4th volunteer was Kenedy’s second fish, and it was a good one, 29” and just over 10 pounds. She rubbed it in a bit as David got one about 8 pounds. Things were going well, even if they were a bit slower than anticipated. Ricky let her have his next turn and “ 3 turned out to be another 2 footer.
David also gave her his next turn and they decided to keep the last low 20’s fish of the day.
Just as the sun was setting, a back rod went down hard, and we talked Ricky into landing one more. This one about wore him out and ended up being the best of the trip, 29.5” and over 11 pounds. David got one more as the light started to fade.
I told them it was decision time. We either had to call it a day or get set up for serious night fishing. They said they had really enjoyed their first cat fishing outing and opted to call it a day.
We ended up with 8 cats and I got a couple of 8-inch whites to add to the bait supply. After all my worrying, it turned out almost perfect for a trip with first timers, plenty of tugs, a couple over 10 pounds and not frantic times with 3 or on at once.
All the fish came in 8-11 FOW dragging FLAITs with WB meat at 0.5 to 0.8 MPH.
I’ll share the details on the Saturday trip soon. Spoiler alert, there is a PB cat in that report.