Father and Son

[Lincoln]

My mom and dad are in town this week, taking a break from retirement down in Texas. They really love this area, and fall is a perfect time to enjoy the weather and scenery.

Dad and I took off yesterday to fish just below Cooper Creek. We fished there years ago and always seemed to do well in that area. I don't do much bait fishing anymore, but dad's an old pro at it. He takes me along to drive the boat.

I had been a little distressed lately due to the low numbers of fish being caught off our dock at Lilleys'. In fact, I prepared dad for the fact that we may just be out enjoying the weather. Boy, was I wrong.

The bait of the day was marshmallows. Dad loves 'em. They're cheap, relatively mess free, and a cinch to put on the hook. Say what you will about the "style factor" of using marshmallows, but after yesterday morning I don't think you can argue with me about results. (I don't think we have to worry about any diabetic fish, either. Very rarely do any of the fish get off, and when they do, we usually see the marshmallow float to the surface soon after.)

We started catching pretty much right away, and continued catching for the next two hours. The only thing that brought us in was dad getting a little tired. We easily caught our limit, allowing us to catch and release for the rest of the day. We didn't catch any fish of any real size, but that wasn't our objective anyway. Yesterday was all about the numbers.

So much for my forecasting abilities. Til next time.

[slabseeker]

I can vouch for Linc's Dad being the master of the marshmallow. While staying at Lilley's back in June, I was able to fish each morning with him down off the dock. Here I am with every color powerbait ever made and he procedes to show me how it is done using these little marshmallows. I caught fish also, but nothing I had worked like those. It was great. I enjoyed visiting with him (and Linc) each morning, and you can bet next year I will have a bag of 'mallows with me.