Steve "Van Stall" McKenna
The Kid, The corners, The cut, the gut, the rut, The stump, the bump
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Hey Steve , do we sometimes work the pocket in the alley? or is the "Boneyard" the prefrence,, Hey "its good but very boney here"... What is a "pick" What is a "brace".....Caught some "colts" in that sluicway, any "Bull bass" around? which way is east? how come that ledge sticks out like that? who lives there?
where is the "Halocline"? "you bet your life they do" "you heard me" My line broke with the report of a 22caliber.....How can we move around the rocks with cat like swiftness?? Do you still fish a coffee Grinder?
A "50" looks as big as a small man....... "That fish has some shoulders on it"
The water washed white around the second point falling away into the hole on the downtide pocket, then as the tide rushed back up and clashed with the reef, the lineside could be seen in the backeddy slurping down copepods, I cast my offering again and again and let is slide this way and that wondering why this so and so offereing was not engulfed by the mamouth cow, I reached into my shoulder bag and pulled out a plug I fet certain she would take, after clipping it on my line , I sent it seaward to do my bidding on this starry night, letting the plug drum in the current, I felt the take of the moby hefty bass as she engulfed plug, Ater she felt the sting of the trebbles, she pouted and headed for the bottom, rubbing her massive jaw along the craggy bottom trying to free herself of the bothersome piece of plastic, tourqing the plug this way and that, I held my ground, line peeling off in a paste now in a last desparate attemt at freedom , I knew she was now mine, the massive figure now came in like lump, My prize was now at my feet, I placed my pipe in my mouth and took a long slow drag, the game was now over"
