I skunked. But I saw a huge trout that mesured, well huge caught tonight. They stocked with big big fish. An rc copter would not have brought this one in my friends. Maybe something a little bigger from the airport across the way. I doubt they would let me borrow one though
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The wind was crazy, and the seas were rough. I tucked my tail, drove home.... And grabbed my spinning gear. Kissed my woman on the way out and sayed wish me luck!
Yea, ummm... I got there about 3:30. Casted out bright green powerbait on a 12 inch leader about 30 feet out from in between the inlet and the boat ramp. The waves were so tumbly it looked like I was getting bites all over the place. Im out there yukkin and yankin on this rod like I have a damn tuna on the line and nothin lol. So i gain patiance and let the bait sit for a while.
I started casting every spinner and Kastmaster I had. From close to the bank, to far as I could with the wind towing my lure a good 20 feet north before it would land. Slow retrieve, nope fast retrieve, nope deep retrieve, nope shallow retrieve. NOTHING!!!!! As all around me monster salmon sized rainbows are fought and landed by others. After 2 hours of getting blown around in the wind and pummled by rain I packed my drowned gear and walked towards my car. As I put my rods and bag in the back seat I heard a faint shout.
Turning my head into the cold stinging rain I observed an older looking woman landing a huge fish. At that moment all I could do was smile. I later thought tonight after whining to Drew over a glass of wine and a cigar, If that woman catching that monster brooder meant me not catching even a bluegill today, Then thats perfectly fine to me.
She had been in the same spot all afternoon fighting the cold as well, without a bite. Someday, even if it takes me to that age, I will catch a biggun. And only hope to bring a smile to anothers face. That, they may realise the same that I did in the same way. Every fish, Has it's day.
