On Tue, 10 Aug 2004 12:10:34 -0400, Harry Krause
wrote:

MikeG wrote:
It's been pretty slow for me but I got a call from my son on Sunday.
Evidently the blues were in such a frenzy they were not only running the
bait fish up onto Scusset beach but they were running themselves up on
the sand also.



Ahh....blues...my favorite light-tackle salt water feeeesh.


LOL, Right up to the point where you have to get the hook out.


Ahh, yes. Some years ago, I was fishing inside St. Augustine Inlet in
Florida, and the fishing was hot, hot, hot. So was the day. I got a bit
loopey from the heat and about halfway through the day, caught another
nice blue and when I boated the beastie, decided to reach inside his
mouth to remove the hook (he was the first and only I did not lip hook
with a small circle hook). He bit off a nice piece of my thumb. So I
wrapped the wound with my fishing rag, duct-taped it on, and kept on
fishing. My poor wife was horrified when I got home. I was covered in
blood, head to toe. My blood. But it was one of the best fishing days ever.

I unhooked a blue one time caught on a steel leader with a rather
large hook and the fish went bezerk, the hook embedded itself in the
meat right under the thumb of my right hand. I threw the fish
overboard, grabbed a wire cutter, pushed the barb through, cut the
eye off the hook and took it out.

All of a sudden I heard this "thump", turned around and there was my
partner for the day, out cold on the deck - he passed out when I
pulled the hook through.

Pansy. :)

Later,

Tom
S. Woodstock, CT
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"Angling may be said to be so
like the mathematics that it
can never be fully learnt..."

Izaak Walton "The Compleat Angler", 1653