Channel Catfishing in Texas
Fishing for Channel Cat Fish in East Texas
Monday, September 26, 2005 Well, it is a beautiful day and a
time to write down some thoughts that have prevailed on my mind
today as well as give you a little info on channel catfishing in
East Texas, this will work elswhere as well.
Let me start with my story and how it came about. We went to
visit my Baby Brother Sunday afternoon, although he is seven
years older than me he is still and will forever be my baby
brother, whom I admire very much.
We stopped by and he said, lets go fishing. Although I grew up
in a family that loved to fish, I have somehow gotten away from
it in the last few years, and normally I would have said not
today, but something made me say yes. We went down to his farm
where the river runs through, and as we were going, I noticed
that he was much more frail than the last time I saw him, which
was a few months previous.
We got to the river and he had a folding chair to sit on, he is
suffering with diabetes, and the rest of us had five gallon
buckets to sit on, just like when we were kids.
He had a big bucket of stink bait, oh how bad it smelled, but he
had a little devise that you push your hook down in the stink
bait and swirl it around and you never have to touch the stink
bait. Okay, I am a bit squeamish, but only with some worms and
stinkbait.
We baited out hooks and threw them about midway of a running
part of the river, that is where the channel catfish like to be.
And we waited, after about 10 minutes, I am getting tired but
then it happened, the fish had found the stink bait and for
about two hours we pulled fish out like crazy. He caught some
big ones, and I caught some little ones, but that is okay.
As I sat there in the peace and quiet of the running water and
the gentle breeze, I realized that this will be one of the
memories that I take to my grave..
My Baby Brother, a gentle kind man, who has lived his life in a
way, that I could always look up too. Someone that I am proud to
know and be acquainted with. We don't even have to talk, just
sit quietly by the banks of the river and a portion of our life
and enjoy the beautiful nature and surroundings. He was a little
more quiet than usual, and I knew he was not feeling well.