Since Saskette is out of town, I decided to pay a visit to the Arnprior Cat House with my good buddy Hoser. We got lucky - and we caught something. Fortunately the something had fins and doesn't require a needle. The bite wasn't quite as hot as our last outing, but the ones that did make it to the boat were larger. Hoser got the biggun' - a 22.5" brute. My best was 20.5. Add in a couple +18's, a handful of 15-16 and scads of 12" dinks it turned out to be not a bad night at all.
We caught them in 27'. We tried 40' first but caught nothing over 13" so we moved in. It started slow but steady, and the action gradually picked up at dusk as expected.
Chicken livers were the preferred bait. I did ok with my pig liver concotion, but Hoser's chicken liver out fished me by at least 2 - 1.
Put on your dancin shoes twinkle-toes, have fun tomorrow
There are few problems in life which can not be solved with a well-placed, high-explosive projectile.
Oh well... 
