Rain...

Dad just flew out on Sunday morning. Not the week of fishing I was thinking it was going to be. After a month of drought, it decided to rain the ENTIRE time he was here. He caught a couple of fish, but he insisted I continue my progress, and enjoyed spotting me while I fished for the mighty Buffalo...in the rain.

My first Redhorse of the tournament

It's gonna take a lot of fish to stay in a top spot. One guy just blew my lead by 80 pounds. With just a day left in my vacation, I have to get on as many fish as I can.

This past Sunday, after dropping dad off, I decided to take a break from carp fishing, mainly because the muddy water needed a day to settle.  Although the fishing wasn't terribly great like the past two times I've gone to the Caney Fork, my friend and I managed to each get a Caney Grand Slam - Brown, Brook and Rainbow Trout.

Tight lines and fair hooks