The first time I heard about the Mexican Standoff was a rainy September evening when cast after cast (but not fish after fish), Saltheart and I were reliving best and worst moments of fishing. He started talking about this event and although I couldn't see his face (good in-your-face wind and rain), I could hear the tone of his voice that he REALLY wanted that fish. He was reflecting on that fish in the tone that one feels for THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY. Oh, how much worse it would have been had the fish been a fifty
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Now I think Saltheart would probably think long and hard on whether he would want to catch a 50 or to have caught that particular fish after reliving it for years. He'd probably take the Fifty but he'd think about it for a while...
'Course he did get a 26 pounder that night in September...