Beaver Snatchin, Fish Catchin, and Hog Dispatchin (or lack thereof on all counts)
As for the fish catchin, it was SLOW. We brought home a few eating fish, but the final tally was something like this:
6 flounders, 5 trout, 7 redfish, 3 sheepshead, 5 black drum, untold numbers of shrimp, mullet, croaker, and menhaden, 4 crabs, 2 hard heads, 1 alligator gar, and 3 gizzard shad.
It may sound like a lot, but spread that over about 28 hours of two people kayaking and fishing in the hot sun and 20-30 mph wind, and it’s not all that glorious. To make a long story short, we fished the mouth of the San Bernard on Friday, East Matty on Saturday, and West Matty of Sunday. Sorry, no pictures. Nothing really worth seeing.
We finally threw in the towel on Sunday afternoon and called a guy that runs hog dogs. Since I had no hogging clothes, I went to wal mart and bought me a set of Dickies coveralls. I looked GOOOOOOOD!!!!! Anyway, we headed out to the farm and loaded up the dogs and proceeded to drive/walk every single rice/corn/milo/soy bean farm in all of Matagorda county. We haven’t come across a hog to yet. I didn’t think that was possible, but it happened. The only two ghosts we let out were a possum that the lead catch dog got pissed at, and a snake that happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Maybe the next adventure will hold some glorious story, but until then, I’ll keep my hooks pointy, my gun oiled, and my knife sharp.