


I am finding lots of old pictures today. I was 8 1/2 months with Kirtis, and Steve and I went fishing in the pound behind our house, I caught this bass, and Steve was all the way on the other side of the pound, it was all I could do to get it pulled in before it pulled me in. I remember that day very clear, it was lots of fun. I also remember what a rough ride it was on the 3 wheeler getting out there. HA!
The other picture is of Steve and his friend Jesse, they used to do a lot of trot lineing. We were always having Catfish for supper.
No comments:
Post a Comment