Through the years I continued to fish even into high school. I went fishing on occasion with one of my best friends, Brian, from high school. I remember one night camping out at a lake around a bunch of old people (who were all quite nice) and fishing. The wind blew so hard that night I feared the tent was going to blow away with us in it.
Hello big boy!
8-9 feet long, 200-300 lbs, and about 60-70 years old.
AB holding on to his mouth. I got to do that too! Then we let him go.
This is me bringing sturgeon number three!
Me and my fish! This one was only 25 years old or so. (Then we tossed him back in.)
Then I caught a catfish... that was a surprise. It was our guide's first catfish on the river after 14 years of guiding!