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Originally Posted by JoeBeck
 Now go put it on the WCW thread! |
I would Joe, but this is the small one
. Take note of the gaff wound in the upper left shoulder
when comparing these two fish. This fish is in my left hand with the larger one in my right.
The only thing better than a new women is two, right?
Besides the thumping surf, this was a pretty good day. I was meeting a regular client on the water and came prepared; with twenty pounds of ice and some patience in a can! I was patient in the surf zone due to the extra load on the Prangler and picked a short window for my escape.
I met up with my partner for the day just outside the surf and we made our way to the grounds. I never bothered making bait as my main job for the day was simply locating schools for my client. Which is what I did for the next six hours. We stalked a nice school for a bit, placing ourselves in perfect position. Then we both made a cast at the same time. I guess those extra thirty yards or so payed off again---as I was the only one to hook up (sorry brother
). I have no problem admitting this fish kicked my butt on the Ulua; after this fish was on deck I was done casting for the day. The obvious upgrade was packed in ice and we got right back on the hunt.
Late that afternoon, my client decided to head for the barn and I made the decision to stay on the water. I handed out some patience in a can to a couple of friends in the area and simply relaxed for a bit. Then, headed to a location that produced a couple ever-so-slight clues earlier in the week. Turned out to be a good idea.
After a short stint, while holding the rod, I felt that lovely thump! I instantly knew it was the right kind and my adrenaline rose before I gave her a soft-set. Head shakes followed by short runs confirmed my original adrenaline rush. Then I watched her come from the depths in the clear blue---what a sight! Not the giant trophy I was searching for, but a solid fish to complete my WCW slam. I gaffed, game clipped and instantly put her to sleep before burying her on ice. I took a direct heading to my waypoint and sent another bait down. Five seconds on the bottom I felt that lovely thump, again!
Instant head shakes started the adrenaline pumping and I quickly realized this was a nicer fish. I took my time and made sure to place my gaff in the stomach this time. I quickly game clipped her and hit another home run with the Halibut bat. Which was followed by a primordial scream before packing her on ice, too.
I got what I came for and headed for the barn; stoked!
Like I said, it was a pretty good day.
That only got better!