I took a day off on Friday. I've needed a good solid day off to myself for quite some time now, and I just decided that I might as well make the 3-day weekend a 4-day one. I got up bright and early like I normally would, and took Clara to daycare. But I packed the car with fishing gear instead of computer gear, and went to Calaveras Lake instead of work. I was out on the pier by 8, and spent a good 3 hours checking out the water, enjoying the rainy breeze and fighting some excellent catches.I caught two decent-sized catfish, and one larger red drum (for those who've asked). I cast the line out one last time before deciding to leave, and was BSing with some of the other people that took the day off, too, when my line went nuts. Like, crazy go nuts. I let the line out a little, and it didn't seem to take much of it. I figured there was probably a piece of driftwood that got pushed by the swells, and tried to reel in a bit. And then it started fighting. I fought this dumb thing for almost 10 minutes to wear it out, but eventually I was able to bring it close enough to the surface to see what looked like a boulder on the end of my line. That, pictured above, was a softshell turtle.
Not just any turtle. As you can see, that turtle took up half a truck bed. Eventually we got a net around it and were able to haul it in. At that point, I figured I had enough excitement for one day.
Three hours. Two catfish, a red drum and a fsking sea turtle. Ain't life grand?
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