We decided to change spots a little further down and had lots of hits but once again those dang city slickers know just how to drag a line under brush to escape. 4:00 rolled around so I left to go get a bucket of the Col.'s crispy fried chicken we sat there for another hour and still no serious action, guess their bellies were full. The fish would jump all around us but no luck until about 7:00 when Scooter got into a heated  battle with a group of blue gill, they kept stealing his worms but once again would manage to be able to get off with the exception of one little 4" blue gill who didn't know the ropes yet and got caught. We took our usual "Fish Tales" picture and Scooter sent him back home. Just before dusk we caught sight to a huge beaver swimming down the lake, making his way over to the nook near by. I attempted to get his picture but I guess Benny was too shy, tucked tail and dove down into the water. We were planning on doing some night fishing but the batteries in our lighted bobbers died so we decided to end our trip . But before we did, Scooter wanted to try his hand one more time and ended up pulling up an 8" channel cat. Scooter released him back to the wild as a humane gesture and we headed for home...