A line snap..... a bobber gone..... later swims itself up stream.... to dive down and disappear.... a chase under way... up and down a pool below Highway 101.... as we search for the float which shows and tells then is gone again.... "Let's get back to fishing."..... "Well we are and this is kind of fun, we'll get her yet!"
I feel like a minesweeper looking for a sub, it's not far off of an analogy Moby Dick and Capt Ahab. We do this for about fifteen or twenty minutes. Then in desperation six casts across the last known sighting and a line comes in.... Grab the billy club and start wrapping line around it, I wonder if the fish is going to rip it out of my hand..... as the bobber rises, the fish starts to flail and after a couple of short runs, tries to hide under the boat. I hold on against it and after a few minutes it's exhausted and quickly netted. We celebrate like madmen at this crazy way of catching a lost fish...
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Let me get this straight. You harpooned the salmon with a lure and followed the bobber which acted like a float. Then you used a club to land the fish while howling and chest-bumping like neanderthal whalers..... Sounds like my kind of fishing....Can I come next time?....and bring my pitchfork?.... PK
Yes PK....next time you go. Stan & Ollie can then be Larry, Moe & Curly.
Lovely fish... ;-)
Verrrrrrrry funny Nm!
C'mon over the next full moon PK. :-)
haven't you reached your limit yet for them natives? :)
3 more...... if they're still headed our way, :-)
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