[size 1]tee hee hee , guess who's got a new fishey to post ?
I had to work hard for it too , if ya' can belive fishing can actually be called a nasty word like work , lol !
thursday , up at 5 am , to work by 7 , off at 3 . home by 4:30 to put the added fishing gear into the camper , on the road by 6 . arrive at the camp by 9 , set it up and grabbed my gear , by ten I had a legal fish after several foul hookups and losses . fished till 4 am , had a bite to eat and crashed out .
friday up at 6 am , out the door and fished till 4 , not one bump from a fish . staggered back to camp , ate and went to la-la land (dead sleep ). up a 7 pm and back to the river to a really sweet spot , 50 or 60 fish on but the foul hook-ups ,snaggers and the zebra mussels really helped the fish to escape my stringer . cought a huge catfish but forgot my measuring tape , gave it to a detroit guy up for the day to try his luck . not a fish was kept by me , good thing too , man walking up that hill with one would of killed me at 4 am . set the alarm clock for 6 , 6 am that is .
saturday ,woke up before the alarm went off , coulda swore i slept the day thru , but i didn't . a cup of day old reheated coffee and a pop tart and off i went . i was only gonna fish till the temprature warmed up a bit , a couple hours or so ... , didn't figure i'de walk a mile or two downriver exploring the different holes for fish , or fighting the current on the way back , casting all the way . i had a spring in my step on the way down . i did see a huge male salmon zip thru the river at me like a missle , come to a dead stop then looked me in the eye and shot off , all in a split second or two . 4 pm , it was time for a quick nap , wished i was young enough to have the same spring on the way up , man i'm getting old , had to stop a couple times on the way just to let my ticker rest a bit . those stairs are a killer .i unloaded all the un-necesary junk stuffed into my vest to lighten the load , you know the stuff i bought on the way home from work on thursday . up at 7:30 pm and away i went , back down the stairs . hard to find a spot but i did , defended it against the snaggers who tried to run me out of it too , i musta looked pretty dang scary by that time or maybe it was the threat of what i was going to do to them if they crosed my line one more time . i fished till 4 am , man i was beat . on the long way up the stairs i wondered what kind o devious person would design such a monstrosity , man that guy was pure evil .
sunday slept to 9 am , took a much needed shower and packed up to go . i pulled out and sat at the stopsign for about 5 minutes , go home or give it one more shot ? i turned right , i had enough of climbing those danged stairs for the weekend . i got home by three , unhooked the trailer and gave fishingirl a big wet smacker on the lips and headed off to jays to return some unneeded heavy stuff and then buy some more , more lighter stuff that is, lol . [/size]
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