Catfish Fever

After deciding what time and where to meet before introducing Mr. Dem to Mr. Jay's spot at Punggol, both of us waited patiencely at the roadside after exiting to Punggol from TPE. Dark clouds were already above our heads and prayed that they were just passing clouds.

But luck was not on our side that evening, as we just to enter the dirt track area, it start to pours. Mr. Jay asked both of us to leave our bikes and join in his car, but we can't resist of leaving the bikes at that area, so I put on my raincoat and continued our journey to the canal.

Rain still pouring down heavily when we reached the spot. Knowing that graphite rods were dangerous during lightning, I have to wait till everything cool down. About an hour later, I slowly set up my gear as the other guys had already cast out. It's really annoying and very uncomfortable that you to fish when your whole body is soaking wet.

Mr. Dem start the evening catch with a small tarpon (bandang). An hour later is was Feeding Frenzy Time, one by one, the rods were shaken by the hungry catfish.

Mr. Dem with his tarpon.

Mr. Jay with his duri

Slowly... slowly..

Mr. Jay with his huge blues gang that we release it later on

Overall catch

Mr. Jay posing with the catch

Everybody got the taste of the fight and every rod that we cast out were shaken by the catfish especially to Mr. Jay's new gear, it's virginity was lost that night!