while i've yet to read the article and
am going out now to pick it up,,,,,,,,,,,
a quick question for you wily veterans of the surf
who've been there/done THAT and have made the
transition to a kinder and gentler Striperman,,,,,,,,,,
what will you DO when that 80#er comes a calling on YOU???
can any ONE of you say that you would simply take her picture, revive her gently, and smack her on her tail section as she swims off into her briny depths ~~no worse for the wear~~ while you wade there resigned to ONLY your memories and thoughts of how "great it feels" and what a sensitive and thoughtful and selfish surf fisherwoman you've become by releasing such a beautiful and infertile beast; that will prolly die of OLD AGE and become bottom feeder food whilest you wallow in your extreme SMUGness??
if i was her,,,,,,,,,,,,,remembering that
".........vanity, thy name is Woman."
i'd much prefer the parading around of myself to the masses the day of the Catch~ a funeral march that is unequaled at sea, the mounting of my carcass displayed throughout Striperdom, my last fight becoming the subject of countless articles and publications~ no better obit possible, providing the riches and fame wrought on some well deserved(or not) surfcaster, and assuming the place of IGFA Hall of Fame that my documented death would carry~ should i perish so grandly; as opposed to death in sheer anonymity as the inconsequential feast of such loathsome forage that i've predated with great abandon and dominance~ lo these many and fruitful years!!! why not go OUT in a BLAZE of GLORY as the heroine of the Ultimate Fish Story, confirmation that there ARE Moby Stripers to be landed, and the inspiration of a multitude of stripermen along the mighty Atlantic to land the next World Trophy???
or even worse, to succumb to one fell swoop/bite of a Great White
or an Orca as a measly morsel in the Grand Circle of Sea Life.
i mean, iffin i waz her,,,,,,,,,,,i'm just sayin',,,,,,,,,,,,
sum thoughts gents, for yer wintering (dis)pleasure??
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