I launched from Farmington landing this morning. Pedaled out to the Potomac past Fort Washington. It was further than it looked on the maps. The area I stopped in was about 10-12 foot deep and full of debris. The cats were breaching like baby whales. I was able to catch two, both right at 25 inches. They eventually moved on, or decided to tone down the splash contest. I moved out deeper and dropped my anchor, using all the line I had. It finally caught and held. I had some yak shaking hits, but no takers. I had to pack up and head back in. I couldn't free my anchor. After about 15 minutes of fighting the current, fighting my stringer of fish and nearly pulling the outback under I decided to cut it loose. It was one of those nifty ones with the arms that fold out. Still a good morning, I have a heavy logging chain to take its place.
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