The First Fish

The ole ranch hand don't remember the first fish he ever caught. However, yesterday marked the "first" fish caught in the Tin Star Ranch pond.

Near bout a year ago the ancient ranch pond had been dug out and reshaped to prepare it for re-stocking with fish. Observing it was a warm sunny December day with the bass striking at unseen things on the water's surface, your chubby angler determined to knock the dust off his piscatorial acquisition equipment. It was time to see if those two inch hatchlings planted nine months earlier had grown to "catchin" size.

Flipped a smaller floating "chugger" bait out there and a fat 10 inch hybrid largemouth bass was soon on the dock looking embarrassed, but elated by the tussle.

Chunked that youngun back, chunked that lure again, and scored the twin to the first.

Switched to a yaller "grub" bait....same story....them bass was like piranha on steroids?

Wanted to check out the hybrid bream so put on a bream hook and scouted down a few grasshoppers and floated them under a cork.

Them bream was clueless as the bass just sucked them g-hoppers down as fast as the old one could toss them out?

Yep, don't remember the first fish ever caught, but will not soon forget the first fish caught on the Tin Star......PRICELESS!