...hooked...lol.....kewl story...
..hey, fishin is fishin.......no one said you needed a rod. If you did, it would be called rodding, right??....
I was driving by some local waters..(not really in a big hurry)..and noticed a school of pogies breaking well out of reach. (Pogys, yeah...this is quite a few years ago
)...so I pulled over...got my 'emergency 2-piece-a-chit' rod out of the trunk...tied on a snagger...and proceeded towards the jetty to cast at them. I wasn't even getting close to close...
..they were just too far. I had no plugs that day, only some terminal tackle rolling around the trunk and a pogy snagger happened to be one of em' ... after realizing it was hopeless, I stood there watching them..trying to figure out what direction they were traveling...to hopefully intercept them. They would go down for minutes at a time and then re-appear further away. I knew I had no chance at em'. I remember being sad, and decided to sit on the wall of the jetty just to enjoy the last few minutes they'd still be in site, hoping to maybe see some big splashes and then again, hoping NOT to see any splashes (more salt for the wound when ya can't reach em'). Anyways, as I looked down to position myself...
WHAT DID I SEE??
A SWWWEEEET BASS swimming right up along the jetty wall.
WOW, I was pumped...my heart started racing...I grabbed my rod, looked at my tackle and said oh chit, no lures!!..I looked back at the car..thinking..."
was there anything else in the trunk I could use?"...I didn't have time to go check, this Bass would've been gone the minute I walked away from the jetty..I'd never see him if I went back to the car. . . so of course, I carefully dropped the snagger in the water, keeping it close the wall as it decended...maybe 7 - 8 feet ahead of the Bass. I knew I had 1 shot at this. I slowly positioned the rod trying to stay back away from the edge so she wouldn't see my shadow or overcast on the water...and then -
BAMM!! - - - FISH ON!!!!....I gotta say, it's still holds 2nd place in 'time spent fighting a fish'....I don't remember how long, I just remember how tired I was. ... I'd gain an inch...and lose 20 yards . . . had I given her any slack, she would've been history. When I finally landed her...the snagger had opened up a good size cut which the hook could have easily escaped if there was any slack in the line. Come to find out, I snagged her about 2 inches from the tail. Talk about a battle!! Never being able to turn her
...As we both sat there on the shore, I knew she was history, I had taken everything out of her . . . and funny as it seemed, she had taken everything out of me...
..a story I'll never forget - thanks for the thread Mr. Kav
