Went down to the Canal last night to catch the last two of the west. Was a nice night to be out there. No wind, kinda warm, and the current wasn't ripping through like a freight train. That was until the Striped Kitty came to visit. And he didn't care if we were there or not, he just kept coming. So Jetty and I headed for higher ground. After the kitty cleared out, I went back down and hooked up with a nice 32" Striped Fishie..
Got to love bottom bouncing those sloggos......
hey jetty,....don't even begin to look at it that way... ...I hate those nights when I'm comparing fish landed to jigs lost.... ...I start to think there's something wrong with me.....
...that's why Smilin' Bill is always smiling....he knows sooner or later....he gonna be a freeeeee man....errrrrr jig...
...it finally happened, there are no more secret spots
And he didn't care if we were there or not, he just kept coming. So Jetty and I headed for higher ground. 
After the kitty cleared out, I went back down and hooked up with a nice 32" Striped Fishie..
Do you smell that smell? It's a smelly smell! It's a smelly smell that smells.......smelly.
...it finally happened, there are no more secret spots
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