I've noticed the numbers in general down but then again I havent been out as much as the last 2years. (different work schedule)
I spent the whole day fishing with friends (they
while I
) anyway..spent the whole day plugging and chunking. with no luck. I know we were in good spot (Jamestown is not to specific I hope) but all my freind and I managed was one dinky bloofish on pogie chunk. Finally I gave in around sunset, threw a big fat pogie head on a circle hook and and joined the
party. Kept an eye on my pole that was down about 50feet below, set up on the rocks...after my second beer, saw the pole starting to bend....ran down the staircase and grabbed my rod just before it teetered away over the rock (the pole- my brand new pole, was horizontal,
two seconds away from being history) anyway so I grab it and feel something nice on the end..then it went slack...Im thinkin wtf...it got off...started reeling in fast and the line was tight again..must have swam at me.. got her in close to the shore and thats when I realized she was a biggin...by now a few guys come down
to watch me land her..she tried one last time to get away but after that came in like a log, she was spent....got her close and grabbed my leader to pull her up and the leader SNAPPED
luckily she was so tired she didnt move and I grabbed her by the gill and had her on the rocks. the fish measured out 42" and felt every bit of 30+ lbs. my personal best so far I think, dunno didnt weigh it. The guys
were stoked for me and two guys took pics with their phones but one guy was to drunk to friggin save it and the other guys phone doesnt send pics. its all good, we know what I got.
they were all going crazy like I was a hero and they were gonna eat like kings...but I didnt know how to tell all these hungry drunks who already had plenty of food...is I had intentions of putting her back in. (they were all about killing it)
whatever so I said, I was gonna go bleed her out, but instead carried her down and re-sussitated her after a few good tail shakes and pulling her through the water I knew she was ready...she shook her tail and I let her go...the tail was massive she rocked the water as she swam off...woooooshh whhooosh... it was cool. the guys were pissed, but I knew the fish was gonna get mostly wasted over the fire and or lack of ice... and I'd rather kill a smaller more tasty fish around the 30" mark. after I told them why I let her go they thought it was cool too. It was my fish after all. She gave me the chance to get my brand new fishing pole and I thought I owed it to her to give her a break too. thats karma to me
anyway...the fish was real big and FAT. and she was covered in sea lice too. probably just moved in for the summer or passing through for a snack..
was a real fun night for me. i felt i earned it but hope to get a few more at this spot. its a great spot...
hope my story brings you that fishy feelin' was gonna post a new thread about my story but threw it in here b/c its kind of motivational to some of the earlier post. stories of people catching fish always motivate me to go out there and try.
tight lines everyone
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