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I figured I share a story while I'm sitting here thinking about it.
About a week ago FP10 and I headed out after some redfish on a grassy shoreline, we're both all stocked up on trout so we thought it would be a good change of pace.
So we head out on his jetski he rigged up for fishing before sun up and as most of you know I was hit by a sting ray (more like stab ray) back in July and still haven't healed 100 % so I'm wearing a wet suit and Ray guards.
Yep, it looked like I was wearing spandex yoga pants and ug boots riding bch on Jeremy's jet ski. It's okay, you can laugh .
So we get to our first spot and we start wading toward the shoreline in the dark, I've made about 3 casts when a grenade explodes in the water about 5 feet from me. Fp hollers to me asking what it was and all I could say was "scary" -says the man fishing in spandex and ug boots.
So about that time a hard wake is heading for Fp and he's got his net in the water ready to do whatever battle a foam coated net will grant you to do, a few seconds later he says pretty flatly "it's a shark".
Cool.
In the water , in the dark, with a feeding shark, waist deep.
Now I know it'll probably just take a sample bite but being waste deep ... well, that sample bite could be critical no matter how small of a nibble you have, or I mean that the shark would have taken !
At first I was pretty shaken by it, I think in fp's version I run over to him and hold his hand while he sings me fishing songs but I don't recall doing that. . . Ptsd maybe.
About the time I start trying to get back to fishing fp jolts a little and says something bumped into his ankle. He's still making fun of me and saying my new nick name should be sharkqeesha (ignorance is bliss my friend) so I think it's karma but then I get bumped the same way. Stab rays are following our wade now too! I took a swig of my medicine since I figured I'd be horribly injured again just any ol second but thankfully things calmed down in the water and fp hooked up on a beautiful deep bronze slot red followed by another a little later and then I finally put one on the stringer and we both wound up with a bonus trout. All on top water except the smaller trout.
The strangest thing happened though, as I headed back to the jetski I had a decent trout and a good red but when I got on the jet ski I only had the red!!! Whhooooaaa!! Did the shark whittle it off my stringer with a scalpel perhaps? I still can't figure it out but when we got back to dock fp had 1 more trout than I remember him having before and it looked like someone had caught it using an m-60 for bait, he felt bad for me and let me keep it but I just wish like hell I could figure out what happened to the one I caught!
So hey all in all it was an exciting and fairly productive day on the water, I'll be looking forward to taking my chances again, hopefully Sans wetsuit though.
About a week ago FP10 and I headed out after some redfish on a grassy shoreline, we're both all stocked up on trout so we thought it would be a good change of pace.
So we head out on his jetski he rigged up for fishing before sun up and as most of you know I was hit by a sting ray (more like stab ray) back in July and still haven't healed 100 % so I'm wearing a wet suit and Ray guards.
Yep, it looked like I was wearing spandex yoga pants and ug boots riding bch on Jeremy's jet ski. It's okay, you can laugh .
So we get to our first spot and we start wading toward the shoreline in the dark, I've made about 3 casts when a grenade explodes in the water about 5 feet from me. Fp hollers to me asking what it was and all I could say was "scary" -says the man fishing in spandex and ug boots.
So about that time a hard wake is heading for Fp and he's got his net in the water ready to do whatever battle a foam coated net will grant you to do, a few seconds later he says pretty flatly "it's a shark".
Cool.
In the water , in the dark, with a feeding shark, waist deep.
Now I know it'll probably just take a sample bite but being waste deep ... well, that sample bite could be critical no matter how small of a nibble you have, or I mean that the shark would have taken !
At first I was pretty shaken by it, I think in fp's version I run over to him and hold his hand while he sings me fishing songs but I don't recall doing that. . . Ptsd maybe.
About the time I start trying to get back to fishing fp jolts a little and says something bumped into his ankle. He's still making fun of me and saying my new nick name should be sharkqeesha (ignorance is bliss my friend) so I think it's karma but then I get bumped the same way. Stab rays are following our wade now too! I took a swig of my medicine since I figured I'd be horribly injured again just any ol second but thankfully things calmed down in the water and fp hooked up on a beautiful deep bronze slot red followed by another a little later and then I finally put one on the stringer and we both wound up with a bonus trout. All on top water except the smaller trout.
The strangest thing happened though, as I headed back to the jetski I had a decent trout and a good red but when I got on the jet ski I only had the red!!! Whhooooaaa!! Did the shark whittle it off my stringer with a scalpel perhaps? I still can't figure it out but when we got back to dock fp had 1 more trout than I remember him having before and it looked like someone had caught it using an m-60 for bait, he felt bad for me and let me keep it but I just wish like hell I could figure out what happened to the one I caught!
So hey all in all it was an exciting and fairly productive day on the water, I'll be looking forward to taking my chances again, hopefully Sans wetsuit though.
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