Talk about being slack in the butt. I had a chance to go fishing with a BOC brother, Palmetto (Darren), last Friday. And I am just now getting around to making a post about it - I've had a lot going on. Palmetto brought his 11 year son with him, Andrew, and I brought my 13 year old boy, Sidney. We got a late start. Palmetto got to my house about 8:30 - 9:00 Friday night, and we got onto the water about 9:30-10:00. And it took about a half hour to catch bait. We had gizzard shad, some big threadfin and one white perch. We started our first drift at about 10:30 or so, with the wind blowing out of the South. Then the West. Then the South. Then South-west. You starting to see a pattern? We ended up drifting across the lake, and I've never done any good drifting across the lake. Too bad, too, cause I was hoping to put them on some fish. But Mother Nature didn't want to cooperate. We caught four or five fish total. Biggest one was nine pounds. But here's the best part - Palmetto's son caught his personal best at 3.9, then turned right around and broke that one with a 4.0. You should have seen how excited that boy was - it was a great thing to get to watch. We've got another addict on our hands. Although the fishing wasn't that great, I had a chance to meet Darren and his son and get to know them a little. Great guys, hope to get to fish with them again. And I'm sure we will. By the way, remember I said that we had one white perch? The bait of choice was - of course - white perch. Congratulations, Andrew, on an awesome catch.