We caught about 50+ crappie (pronounced ‘croppy’) this morning. We are taking pounds and pounds of crappie fillets back to Mississippi. There is a fish fry in our future.
It was a beautiful morning, atypical for Texas this time of year. Started off almost chilly. Met up with the guide at the local gas station / country store / grill. Got a breakfast sandwich and more coffee. Made our way down to the 4000 acre lake and commenced to fishing and telling fishing stories.
Over the years, I’ve fished many times with Mr. Big Food’s Dad, Mr. Big Food hisself, and a Guide. The men take great care to not catch anything bigger than I. Don’t know how they do it, but they always manage to celebrate my biggest catch of the day.
The Guide even staged this photo.
Mr. Big Food was pretty proud of the two giant cats he caught. Nasty looking things, IMHO. But sometime in the future, a catfish filet from this lake will land on my plate and it will be delicious.
Until then, it’s happy trails avoiding the interstates on our way back home.