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On Sun, 20 Jun 2004 16:11:58 -0500, Flyfish wrote:
Yesterday morning Frank Church and I headed up to the river to fish for smallies. We were to meet another friend, my main fishing partner for the last 20 years - Mudfish, der rockit boat kaptan. Now muddie and I share a common history of "ordeals"; in years past we've beaten a series of trucks and other gear to death all over the Maine woods in search of the mythical magic fishing spot, frequently getting into some sort of predicament or having some tragic accident, or doing something that I wouldn't recommend. We used to say "if it's not an ordeal then we're not doing something right". Ahh the memories of misguided youth; if there is a god forsaken bug infested bog deep enough for a trout anywhere in Maine that I haven't gotten sucked into fishing I want to know where the hell it is. [snipped] Our take out was uneventful. 11 hours after launching. I estimate we took 80 to 100 fish between the three of us. Not a bad day at all. Frank and I were supposed to do it again today, but Frank is a crispy old chap, and he is plum tuckered out, so he's sleeping in the bed in his van as I type this, enjoying the pleasant afternoon breeze. And a lovely day it was today - in stark contrast to yesterday ;-) 80-100 fish is one hella good day for three. And it's very cool that section is still so hot... /daytripper (Glad you did good, wish I was there...) |
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