We headed out to a new fishing hole (At least for us). We left around 3:00pm on Saturday June 7, 2008. We had no idea where we were going. We kinda got lost. We drove about 15 minutes past the spot to Woodruff. I didn't know what to expect when we got there. There was a little waterfall and then I looked to where we had to go and we had to go up a small, but really steep hill. It seemed like it was straight up. I had to carry Breckston, his bag, and a few other things. Tyler took everything else (it seemed like our whole house). At the top it was really windy. Breckston did not like that. Tyler put all the poles together and he casted mine out. I sat there and held Breckston almost the whole time. When Tyler was finally done getting his poles together (he has a two pole permit) he took Breckston. I took some pictures of them. While he was holding Breckston his pole fell into the water. We both thought that Breckston had knocked it over, but then Tyler relized that there was a fish on. It didn't fight real hard until it came to the surface. He caught a tiger trout that was 17 inches long. It was a nice fishy. 
He said that may have been one of the biggest ones he's ever caught. I didn't even get a bite and I held Breckston most of the time, my first time out this year and i got skunked. I was just happy to get out of the house and into some fresh air. It seems like it’s been a long winter and its still cold too.
He said that may have been one of the biggest ones he's ever caught. I didn't even get a bite and I held Breckston most of the time, my first time out this year and i got skunked. I was just happy to get out of the house and into some fresh air. It seems like it’s been a long winter and its still cold too.
