Jimbo
09-18-2003, 07:07 PM
So I'm out in the backyard putting tables and chairs away and "WHAM" I hear something hit the ground. The wham, wham and I turn and my first impression is am I in the Twilight Zone. It's blowin' like a mother, I got one kid babysitting here another on the road with a neighbor and my yard is filling up with fish dropped from the heavens. Dropping out of the sky like you read about in Weird Things Happening Books. So I get out my fileting board and I'm fileting a 42 inch striper, when wham, right next to me a huge sea trout slams down. In NJ it's blowing like you read about in books. I filet the striper, then the trout, then wham, an enormous cod ricochcets off the swingset. Right when Im done cleaning and wrapping that another striper, this one a fat momma, had to be 50" knocks me down. I'm thinking, "Good lood give me strength." My hands are aching from cleaning these trophys and getting them into the freezer. Do I have your attention now? Hey, I'm kidding, bit you gus be safe. The residual winds are really picking up and we aren't even into it yet. Take the light stuff inside, grab a beer and be safe. This chick Isabel ain't pretty. I been in blows before but this is weird. OK, I gotta get on some Dill Pickle recipes for Rick B.