Steelies

[lonehunter]

I WAS AT THE FOOTE DAM TODAY , THERE IN THERE AS THICK AS THE FISHERMEN ARE , OF COURSE I USE THE TERM FISHERMEN LOOSELEY . I HAD TWO MALES AND A HEN ON MY STRINGER , HOOKED ON ONE GREAT BIG SUCKER THAT TOOK ME DOWN TO THE BANKS . WHEN I GOT BACK , MY SPOT WAS GONE , MY FISH AND GEAR AS WELL . I KEPT THE SUCKER , IT HAD TO BE A MASTER ANGLER AWARD , IT MEASURED OUT TO BE 33 3/4 INCHES ON SIX POUND TEST LINE ! I HAD IT UP ON THE BANK BEHIND ME AND WHEN I TURNED AROUND TO LEAVE IT WAS GONE ! THE GUYS THAT WERE SITTING ON THE BENCH BEHIND ME TOSSED IT BACK IN THE WATER WHEN I WASN'T LOOKING . I GUESS ALL THE BEER THEY WERE DRINKING GAVE THEM THE RIGHT TO DO IT . THEY SURE GAVE THERE KID A FINE LESSON ON HOW ONE SHOULD ACT WHILE FISHING . I LET THEM KNOW IT TOO !

I'M GOING BACK AGAIN SUNDAY MORNING , THIS TIME WITH SOME FOX , COON , OR SKUNK COVER SCENT ON , THIS SHOULD DETURE SOME OF THE " CROWDERS " WHILE I'M FISHING . HECK I HAD ONE OLD DUFFER ( DOWNRIVER OF ME ABOUT 30 FEET ) CUSS ME OUT BECAUSE I WAS FISHING IN FRONT OF ME AND HE WAS FISHING THE WATER A GOOD FIFTY FEET ABOVE ME . WHERE DO THESE GUYS GET THERE BRAINS FROM ?
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