I got tired of trout and schoolies so I thought I'd try to catch some fresh fish and chips for Sunday dinner until the big girls show up for the dance later on....
Hit a good spring spot this AM and got my limit on to-tos - 3 nice chinners - a pair of 5.8 lb twins and a 7 lb slob on sandworms.
They were rolling around like trout on the surface, tail-slapping and doing the spawning shimarita - man, were they hungry after it was over - I guess blackfish don't relax with a smoke afterwards
It was a beautiful morning - to me anyway - dense fog, the river was as still as glass and crystal clear, big lion's mane jellyfish driftin' by while I waded. It was so quiet I felt I had to say excuse me after pharting in the water - I think someone mighta heard me at Taylor's.
Life is good....
Hey, could you please pass me the vinegah?
A little more blackfish stew with extra vermouth anybody?
'Nother beer?
Gilly? Milo? Tattoo?