Well I started the morning at Lincoln Beach at 0330 hours. That’s 3:30am for you non-military time folks. I took my brother in Law Mikey with me. That was my first mistake. Although I love the kid he is BAD BAD LUCK ( this was pointed out by my wife who is Mikey’s sister). We stayed until 10:30 and decided to call it a day.
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This may be Mikey’s Baby Picture there is definately a strong resemblance!
I threw my pole in the water and after about 20 minutes I got my first hit. I let the fish run an then began to reel. I had 'em for a second but he got off. We then sat there for 2 hours enjoying the silence and lack of action. As I as contemplating the meaning of life (trying to figure out how much I could pawn my gear for ect…
) and how quiet, and unproductive the morning was I realized I should have not only worn the lucky hat but I should have spent more time looking for my lucky Punisher t-shirt which I didn’t wear because I was too lazy to really look for it this morning at 2am when I woke up. Obviously my second mistake.
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I spotted this guy climbing out of my tackle box.
The rest of the morning I would get bites but they were really timid, pathetic, sorry bites which I couldn’t do much with. I managed to hook into two more fish but also lost them quickly. I couldn’t get any fishkies to take my bait seriously.[crazy] I felt better that I didn’t seem like I was alone in the doing poorly department. I moved over to the guy next to me who was really friendly and telling me how great he had been doing the night before. I took his advice and set up shop right next to him. About an hour later after talking to this gentleman I realized this guy was into day three of of his first fishing trip in over 10 years.
He wasn’t catching either and the more he talked the more I realized I needed to MOVE and in a hurry (72 hours and only 3 fish)!! I think I would have been better off to toss my bait in the road and wait. So there was my third mistake!!
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This gaggle started hanging around the car.
**I the decided to fish inside the harbor area. I tossed my bait (carp for those wondering) and proceeded to run back and forth between my chair and Mikey to un-snag his pole repeatedly, followed by tying on new hooks and leader. That kid has a talent for snagging and losing hooks!! If I could only find a way to turn that talent into a money maker… **
**After about the sixth time un-snagging Mikey I settled back into my chair and started to say naughty four letter words under my breath because a boat was approaching and just starting to hug the south wall right over my bait
when the whole damn harbor is open and I’m the only guy fishing it. Suddenly with boat motoring right over my bait… WHAMO!!! A strike worthy of really fishing!!! I let 'er run… started to reel… the fight was on!!! FISH ON BABY!!! FISH ON!!! She was a fighter!!! ** **I saw a large channel cat, the mother of all channel cats even, come to the surface and roll about 20 feet from me then… slack… The $%#@ **fish threw the hook!!!
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Actual photo line-up used to pick out the culprit.
**I don’t mind telling ya’ll it was one poor day of fishing. It seemed those on boats were doing ok. Those fishing from shore came home with a funny odor about them. I needed to take Mikey fishing or I would have used the tube (he is tubeless). I think I would have done better in the tube. **
To top off my day, and I swear I am not making this up…
Right after I dropped Mikey off at home I really did smell a skunk. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry!!! [unsure]
To prove there is a silver lining to every cloud, I did take home my full bag limit of June Sucker. ZERO!!! ![]()