Well Chad and I hit the river yesterday for a night of fishing. We could not keep the skunk away but had a great night anyway and the bait was particularly easy to come by:cool2: We put in on the Cuivre river at about 5pm. The river was really getting it current wise but after watching the guys who launched in front of us (and had a hard time of it) we had a plan. It worked and we were off with little effort. 1.) Boat launch--check Next step, bait. We headed to a nearby bait hole and by ohhh I would say 515 pm we had over 100lbs of bait in the boat!! I get up on the bow with the cast net as Chad eased the boat up a little creek and BAM the asians started jumping like I have never seen them jump before. I was nearly nocked off the bow. Chad Immediatly put her in reverse and backed us out of there [all the while he and I were being pelted with fish]. In the minuite it took to get backed out there were over 25 asians floping around on the deck of the boat. 2.) Bait--check This evening was starting off well and the weather was cooporating. Even with the sun up the temps were in the low 80's and as the sun went down things got pleasantly cool. Not a cloud in the sky and the was hardly a breath of wind. 3.) Good weather--check So now for the fishing. We tried at least five different spots throughout the night with no luck. We tried deep water, shallow water, wind dams, fast water, slow water, the dam and even deep water rock walls...all to no avail. I guess it just goes like this some times. Gotta have a night or two of skunk mixed into the season to make you appreciate the fish you do catch. It could have been for a million different reasons, span, dropping water, slow water flow at the dam, the moon...just bad luck. 4.) A good college try at some cats--check So about 200 am we decide the skunk had his way with us and headed back. Then as if to stick out its tongue at us to taunt our defeat the river threw another curve at us. And by curve I mean more asians. We were moving at about 25 or 30 mph and preparing to cut in north of Turkey Island to get back up the cuivre when the skys openedup with more of our flying asian friends. This time there were REALLY BIG though. Chad cut the engine and we both ducked for cover as the asians pelted us again. This time some were probably in the 20+ lb range. We stomped them all to death and checked them back in the river before proceeding back up the cuivre. 5.) Taunted by the river--check It was getting foggy by now and the cuivre was really full of crud so we took out time getting back to the ramp (about an hour). The river was still running very swift and we had a few issues getting the boat trailered but ultimatly we prevailed. 6. ) Landing you can walk away from--check All in all a pretty good night on the river, even if we did not land a cat. Who says you gotta catch fish every time. I figured with all the stories of 600 pound nights and such I out to post this story so that the mere mortals don't get discouraged when the skunk finds them. It happens sometimes and you can still have a good time anyway. Tight lines!