Hello, my name is Katie and I’m 11 years old. I went fishing with my family and my brother forgot to bring my fishing pole. I had to use one of my dad’s. My dad had just caught a 3 pounder, so I went over to his spot. I threw it out a bunch but didn’t catch anything, so I started dropping my lewer in the water in front of me. My lower was a black one great for muddy waters. By the third time, I put it in the water a huge fish jumped up and grabbed it. It went through the weeds and all around. My brother had to help grab it for me because it was jumping around so much. I ended up catching an 18.5 long bass! That is my record!
I was at a family reunion in Oklahoma, and we were staying at a lodge that had a lot of bunk beds. The lodge was on a lake that had three different docks spread out across this decent size lake. We were staying there for one night. On the second day, I woke up and went fishing again down by the close dock just below the path. As I got to the end of the path I saw that you hat cross about ten feet of water to get to the dock since it had just rained that night. I decided to look under this rock next to me just because I like to look for lizards and other animals. When I lifted it up I jumped because I saw a big tarantula about 5 inches across. I saw that its hole was flooded so I put the rock down and left it alone. So I started casting for a while and wasn’t having much luck, after about 20 minutes I got a bite and reeled in the fish it was a bass that weighed a third of a pound so I threw it back. I stopped fishing to the right after that and fished in the middle even though that was where I have been having the most luck this weekend. After about 30 minutes of me casting and daydreaming with no luck I got a huge bite that jerked my body forward and I started pulling and reeling fast because I could tell that he was huge! After about two minutes I got him close to the dock. I started walking into the water towards the bank even though I had my shoes on. I raised him up as much as I could to get a good look at him and in my amazement, I saw that he was a big channel cat. I was in shock because I thought he was a bass. This was also the first catfish I caught casting and reeling. I fought him to the bank and after a few tries I picked him up. I carried him up to the lodge with struggle. Everybody was amazed by my big catch. I weighed him and he turned out to be eight and a half pounds. My dad cooked it for lunch and it was amazing. Even the people that didn’t like fish loved it. He used salt and pepper and cooked it on the grill. Over it was an awesome trip because I also caught 23 fish later that day! Hope to go again next year!
