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dozer365
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And I apologize.
Lately I have been taking a lot of time away from fishing compared to my usual. I have been out a few times on boats, another unusual thing for me, and I have been bobber fishing eggs hunting salmon. And yet another thing out of the "norm" for me. Haven't done bad. Actually started to expect to bring fish home hahaaha.
Anyway I go out Friday hunting coho after work. Take about 4 oz of eggs out and have less then 2 hours to fish. Hike in to a spot and bobber down within 3 turns In the pool. Jack coho. Clipped. Toss it back. Rebait and cast out. Nothing more. Then last 20 min of light fish everywhere. I had saved a bait for this. Cast. Bobber down. Set hook. Nothing. Thinking I had missed. Nope. Broke my leader about 2 inches above my hook.
Saturday I head out at 630 to get em' !!! Take a bunch of eggs and and a few spoons and spinners. Start by casting a spoon. Get a line burner and it drops it while peeling drag. A hole or two later. Same spoon. First cast. Fish on. Have it on long enough to reposition my feet and it comes off. 2-3 cast later. I get a bump set the hook and my freaking reel handle breaks. This is the second okuma solstice I've had this happen with. I lost my spoon also. So I was bobber fishing the rest of the day and was okay with that. Went through 2 skiens of eggs and not a take other then another jack.
Sunday I I'm frustrated with these coho and head after a "sure bet" summers at Mciver. Meet my buddy in the parking lot. Go over my approach with him, and him with I. We cover water pretty well together. Anyway. I went to my spot. Crouch on a little bit of a bluff by tree I cast a size 3 spinner into the tailout and tick tick tick boom. Fish on. It runs briefly and comes to my feet. Thrashed a bit and held about 12 feet off the bank almost in front of me. I can see it is a smaller steel. I made a very cocky choice to call my buddy and brag while I fought the fish. It rang and as soon as he picked up my line went slack!!! He answered in time to hear a few explitives and I quickly told him I had hooked and lost a fish. While on the phone I tossed my spinner back out and as soon as it landed boom!! Fish on. Tell him I'm hooked back up and drop my phone. Fish off. I fished hard for a few hours and no other takers.
Moral of the weekend... Be grateful for each hook up. Besides crow makes terrible pie.
Lately I have been taking a lot of time away from fishing compared to my usual. I have been out a few times on boats, another unusual thing for me, and I have been bobber fishing eggs hunting salmon. And yet another thing out of the "norm" for me. Haven't done bad. Actually started to expect to bring fish home hahaaha.
Anyway I go out Friday hunting coho after work. Take about 4 oz of eggs out and have less then 2 hours to fish. Hike in to a spot and bobber down within 3 turns In the pool. Jack coho. Clipped. Toss it back. Rebait and cast out. Nothing more. Then last 20 min of light fish everywhere. I had saved a bait for this. Cast. Bobber down. Set hook. Nothing. Thinking I had missed. Nope. Broke my leader about 2 inches above my hook.
Saturday I head out at 630 to get em' !!! Take a bunch of eggs and and a few spoons and spinners. Start by casting a spoon. Get a line burner and it drops it while peeling drag. A hole or two later. Same spoon. First cast. Fish on. Have it on long enough to reposition my feet and it comes off. 2-3 cast later. I get a bump set the hook and my freaking reel handle breaks. This is the second okuma solstice I've had this happen with. I lost my spoon also. So I was bobber fishing the rest of the day and was okay with that. Went through 2 skiens of eggs and not a take other then another jack.
Sunday I I'm frustrated with these coho and head after a "sure bet" summers at Mciver. Meet my buddy in the parking lot. Go over my approach with him, and him with I. We cover water pretty well together. Anyway. I went to my spot. Crouch on a little bit of a bluff by tree I cast a size 3 spinner into the tailout and tick tick tick boom. Fish on. It runs briefly and comes to my feet. Thrashed a bit and held about 12 feet off the bank almost in front of me. I can see it is a smaller steel. I made a very cocky choice to call my buddy and brag while I fought the fish. It rang and as soon as he picked up my line went slack!!! He answered in time to hear a few explitives and I quickly told him I had hooked and lost a fish. While on the phone I tossed my spinner back out and as soon as it landed boom!! Fish on. Tell him I'm hooked back up and drop my phone. Fish off. I fished hard for a few hours and no other takers.
Moral of the weekend... Be grateful for each hook up. Besides crow makes terrible pie.