FISH ON!
In the creek, Marc and I were looking for
'THE BIG ONE'!
'THE BIG ONE'!
Our wonderful fish guides Don & Cal assured us we should be able to catch a Northern Pike.
We both were skunked the first few days we went out. It took us a while to get the feel of our poles. Both of us spent more time than we would have liked untangling 'birds nests' in our line.
Finally, one evening when I was about to call it quits I got a strike.
I'd like to say I was cool as a cucumber, but I squealed like a 4 year old. Everyone on the creek knew I had caught my Northern.
I'd like to say I was cool as a cucumber, but I squealed like a 4 year old. Everyone on the creek knew I had caught my Northern.
My fish measured 27" and weighed in at 5 lbs.
See my big muscles?
Now if you think Marc had fish fever before I caught my fish, it only got worse. Marc was diligent in getting out on the creek - taking with him both poles. Heaven forbid I catch another fish before he had caught his.
As luck would have it...he did make a catch on the last day...
His fish measured 30" and weighed in at 7 lbs.
Stinker...couldn't let me out fish him!
See his bigger muscles, holding his bigger fish?
Fishing was just one of the wonderful
adventures we had on our vacation.
Fishing was just one of the wonderful
adventures we had on our vacation.
3 comments:
wow! fun! huge fish!!!! woohoo!
With pictures to prove it... a whopper of a fish story! I can just hear you screaming :) Marc probably wasn't all that pleased since he always likes to do at least double of what ever is required.
this cracks me up!! Love that you got a {big one} even if Marc's was bigger :)
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