Tuesday, June 24, 2008

river enforcement

I heard a story yesterday I had to share;
I young local guy I know, who is a frequent spit hole fisherman, was on the Anchor the last weekend of king season. He had a rough season also, as you all know about the pitiful runs everywhere. Anyway, he's down in the tide zone fishing with the scumbags, in there hole. After stoping fishing four or five time so other fisherman could play and exhaust their snagged kings, he wandered downriver, where he came across another young man who had just successfully landed a spawned out steelhead. The fish layed on the rocks, while the guy yelled for his buddy to "get the camera!" Kyle asked the guy to return the fish to the water and release it. The guy mumbled at him, and proceed to get his pliers out to begin surgery on the poor fish. Kyle got mad--Told the guy in a loud angered voice that he was gonna drown him, then release his fish. The guy being angered and scared turned his fish loose, and left the river. Kyle went back to fishing. Half hour later the guy comes back, with four big buddies, and they wanted to fight!
Fortunately Kyle had buddies to, fishing around him that had witnessed the earlyier ordeal. The fight turned out to be a shouting match, and the five gangsters, were outnumbered by the fifty fisherman in that hole. Thank god they moved on instead of coming back again with machine guns! We thought Cambell creek was a tough place to fish!

Friday, June 20, 2008

Season Summary

sixteen sleepless nights,
Three lousy little bites.
If I could do it again,
I would surely sleep in!
The season was not a total loss,
saw a Brown Bear on the river,
almost gave my cookies a toss,
he was born free, and running loose,
I'm sure he was thinking about baby moose.
on the last day, we fished at the bridge,
we didn't know,
we were being watched from the ridge.
When Jimmy caught the only fish of the day,
A large majestic eagle wanted to play,
He swooped down with all his might,
(gave us all quite a fright)
and took Jimmy's fish--into the night.
2008 King Salmon season
in the books

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Ode to King Salmon


I've seen them out there,

I've been casting all night.

I wish I could catch one,

and feel the thing fight.



As I stand in the river,

I hear the birds sing,

It remindes me of a time,

when I once caught a King!!



Just wait till next year!!

Friday, June 13, 2008

back to the Den

greetings Bloggers and clan members;
As I await the finial weekend opener on the Anchor river, I watch the drizzle fall from the sky. I hope this will discourage some of the the other Bears, from lurking to my favorite fishing hole at 3AM, but I'm sure they are all planing their mid-night assaults as I am.
I am always looking to aid my fishing luck with small superstitions, this habit I developed as a ball-player. I tried slacking on hygiene, but was vetoed by mama bear, I tried new gear, it broke. I tried fishing the "honey" hole with the pukers, I spent more time un-tangling than fishing. So I've decided to turn to the old family talent....POETRY
Ode to the King Salmon:
Your Body is strong
You swim with might
All these Hours I've spent
wishing you'd bite
Oh, I cry in my coffee
you damn S.O.B.
maybe I'd do better
if I'd start drinking Tea!
Have a good day on the water, and good luck with your fishing.