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As most of you already know, I had a long term skunkage on my back, which I had to deal with by checking into a rehab and going under a painful treatment. If you're a fan of the show "the Deadliest Catch", I was featured in one of last season's episode, where crew members of 27 boats prayed the Lord to return home safe and end my terminal skunkage.
Last weekend was my graduation from the program and couldn't think of a better way to celebrate it other than going to Pacific on a Coho trip with my bud FishFinger(who was also diagnosed as Stink Finger until he ended his 16 months of skunkage last month)...
The nurse at the reception desk was so kind to book the trip for us with Dockside Charters off of Depoe Bay for today (Danke Olga!)*
I needed to spend some alone time with family and needed a change of scenary that reminded me of my skunk. I've arranged a vacation home out in Lincoln City where I could relax and be ready for my ultimate challenge! Facing the mighty old Salmonid!
Around 4am FishFinger came and picked me up from Devil's Lake(by the way Barbie rod girl scored a 15"er out of Devil's! Nothing like daddy, I tell ya!) We had a 20 minute drive to Depoe during which we were both dreaming about an early breakfast! Couple of bacon and eggs, or perhaps some Clam Chowder! Was greeted with a sleeping town of closed stores! Wondered around town trying to decide where to eat some CC on the way back.*
Around 5.30 we were at Dockside Charter's office and were assigned to boat Cha-Son with captain Bill. Around 6.00am were on the boat with 2 gentlemen from LaPine, another RV travelling gentleman from East Coast and Bob (who was a regular client of Bill's and slept in the cabin for 3/4 of the trip)
The tides were at -2. We had to get out of Depoe, and we did!
Soon after we left, about 3 miles off the coast we were fishing. 6 rods in the water, all dressed up with deepdivers, Fordfenders, hoochies, barbless hooks and herrings! Within 20 minutes first rod went off! Fish on! A 10-12lb hatchery goes to Lapine! All pumped started looking at our rods as if they were going to run away. In about an hour, second fish went to Mr RV! A nice 8 lber. Then FF had a hookup and what a fighter it was. I can still hear him yelling, it's still on! A beautiful 5" baby Coho, which had to go back in the drink.*
Into the 3rd hour of the trip I started to feel a little green! Not with envy, but with the attitude of my city tummy against the mighty Pacific. I took a dramamine which is supposed to help, right? Wrong! I started feeling quizy when FF landed another one! A native this time, and so did the RV guy. Having fulfilled his quest of fighting a fish in Pacific, FF said whichever the 2 rod goes down I was going to reel it in.*
Sweet, but Oh man! Speaking of pressure! That's when I decided I had to do something! Excuse me Mr RV, could you move to the side bit? Thanks...
Booooaaaaaarrrgh! Well, you know the story!
Wooh! What a relief! Then the captain yells, last 10 minutes of fishing! Whoever caught any fish bring your licenses in! Oh, no! Come on, comeee oooonnn!
All of a sudden! Bam, bam, bam! FF's rod goes down! I go reach for it, start reeling it in! Oh no he spits the hook! Damn you barbless hooks! My shoulders fell in front of me, with the feeling of losing a great battle when I heard, Err whose rod is this one?*
Zeus, Odysseus whoever was in charge heard my prayers! It was my rod! My rod, my rod I yelled. Left the empty rod and grabbed mine as if hugging a long lost friend! It was coming to the boat, it was, it was.... In the net! And the captain declares, it' a keeper!
Oh yeah! I'm back baby! I'm writing this from Iphone.Pictures to follow...
Last weekend was my graduation from the program and couldn't think of a better way to celebrate it other than going to Pacific on a Coho trip with my bud FishFinger(who was also diagnosed as Stink Finger until he ended his 16 months of skunkage last month)...
The nurse at the reception desk was so kind to book the trip for us with Dockside Charters off of Depoe Bay for today (Danke Olga!)*
I needed to spend some alone time with family and needed a change of scenary that reminded me of my skunk. I've arranged a vacation home out in Lincoln City where I could relax and be ready for my ultimate challenge! Facing the mighty old Salmonid!
Around 4am FishFinger came and picked me up from Devil's Lake(by the way Barbie rod girl scored a 15"er out of Devil's! Nothing like daddy, I tell ya!) We had a 20 minute drive to Depoe during which we were both dreaming about an early breakfast! Couple of bacon and eggs, or perhaps some Clam Chowder! Was greeted with a sleeping town of closed stores! Wondered around town trying to decide where to eat some CC on the way back.*
Around 5.30 we were at Dockside Charter's office and were assigned to boat Cha-Son with captain Bill. Around 6.00am were on the boat with 2 gentlemen from LaPine, another RV travelling gentleman from East Coast and Bob (who was a regular client of Bill's and slept in the cabin for 3/4 of the trip)
The tides were at -2. We had to get out of Depoe, and we did!
Soon after we left, about 3 miles off the coast we were fishing. 6 rods in the water, all dressed up with deepdivers, Fordfenders, hoochies, barbless hooks and herrings! Within 20 minutes first rod went off! Fish on! A 10-12lb hatchery goes to Lapine! All pumped started looking at our rods as if they were going to run away. In about an hour, second fish went to Mr RV! A nice 8 lber. Then FF had a hookup and what a fighter it was. I can still hear him yelling, it's still on! A beautiful 5" baby Coho, which had to go back in the drink.*
Into the 3rd hour of the trip I started to feel a little green! Not with envy, but with the attitude of my city tummy against the mighty Pacific. I took a dramamine which is supposed to help, right? Wrong! I started feeling quizy when FF landed another one! A native this time, and so did the RV guy. Having fulfilled his quest of fighting a fish in Pacific, FF said whichever the 2 rod goes down I was going to reel it in.*
Sweet, but Oh man! Speaking of pressure! That's when I decided I had to do something! Excuse me Mr RV, could you move to the side bit? Thanks...
Booooaaaaaarrrgh! Well, you know the story!
Wooh! What a relief! Then the captain yells, last 10 minutes of fishing! Whoever caught any fish bring your licenses in! Oh, no! Come on, comeee oooonnn!
All of a sudden! Bam, bam, bam! FF's rod goes down! I go reach for it, start reeling it in! Oh no he spits the hook! Damn you barbless hooks! My shoulders fell in front of me, with the feeling of losing a great battle when I heard, Err whose rod is this one?*
Zeus, Odysseus whoever was in charge heard my prayers! It was my rod! My rod, my rod I yelled. Left the empty rod and grabbed mine as if hugging a long lost friend! It was coming to the boat, it was, it was.... In the net! And the captain declares, it' a keeper!
Oh yeah! I'm back baby! I'm writing this from Iphone.Pictures to follow...
Don't worry, I'll bring you some Clam Chowder from MO's on the way back!
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