Totally nailed it!
The last time I posted it was about getting skunked hardcore. Well the skunk is off!
The day started with silver strand and not a bite, and after trying half the beach I gave up and headed to the shores. Basically I just picked a spot where the sand and water looked liked it could hold fish and OHH MY GOD, it finally worked! I caught a walleye and few barred perch! I was totally excited.
Then a old man with a little black dog came up to me and asked I had caught anything. I replied that I had caught a few and he responded with, "I hope you catch a lot of fish." I was like an omen or something.
I had the rod that pineapple sold me and loaded with a reel that had 4 lb test. It was cast after cast, perch after perch if not every other cast it was every cast...fish on!!! I was using berkly camo worms and then it happened. The hole or section that I was casting into was a nice rift between the incoming waves and the shore ( a little north of the big rig in Oxnard shores) and the pole just went thump, over, not moving, I figured I had kelp, but at the moment before I snapped the line, the drag sang and I figured i had a decent fish. For over 45 minutes I battled this thing. it would take 20 feet and settle then take another 20 feet and settle. I was worried about not making to school the next day and having to tell my teachers that, Yes, after over 15 hours I was still trying to land this behemoth. So I did what I could, I striped to the jeans and with a knife clenched between my teeth I started to reel in the slack.
I tell you that the water was cold, I mean that my b**** retracted so fast that they knocked the air out of me! I spent the first few minutes tracking the fish down then a surfer came over and offed to help. I handed him the pole to hold onto while I swam down to the fish to jab it with my knife or grab the gills. No, NO , NOOOOOO, it happened, I had the 4 lb line in my hands when the line snapped! I was devastated. I was lost, I mean even Jesus could not find me.
I swam back to shore with knife clenched in jaw and jeans dragging me down. After composing myself I retied my gear and spent the next hour catching fish for the dude that works at the liquor store.
And that was how I spent this day...
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Last edited by Carnivore; 04-07-2008 at 12:41 AM.
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