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halibuthitman
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Ok... this forum is boring, so heres a little thing that happened to me this summer.. what would you do?
AS I was fishing for trout this summer on the Russian river I held a particularly small piece of water for most of the morning, all of the fishermen who waded down the river that morning had smiled and passed on, exept a woman in her 30's.. as she fished down the river she held up above me for some time, then non-chalantly walked up on my left side and just cast into the 6' slot I was working.... shocked I informed her that this would not do... and its a fine way to get shot, she waved her flyrod ( which she could not cast ) at me and informed me that she had paid a lot to come to Alaska and she would fish anywhere she pleased, this is america, and that she saw no reason why I should get to have what appeared to be the only spot with a trout in it.. so I stepped back, pulled out my pepper spray and pointed it at the ground and pretty much emptied it into the rocks right in front of the slot... she shrieked... what the hell are you doing?! I told her that the can was old, and I just wanted to make sure it was good still good... and this is america... I can do that.. then I walked away... she yelled after me that she was gonna call the constable.... he never came- would you have just surrendered the hole?
AS I was fishing for trout this summer on the Russian river I held a particularly small piece of water for most of the morning, all of the fishermen who waded down the river that morning had smiled and passed on, exept a woman in her 30's.. as she fished down the river she held up above me for some time, then non-chalantly walked up on my left side and just cast into the 6' slot I was working.... shocked I informed her that this would not do... and its a fine way to get shot, she waved her flyrod ( which she could not cast ) at me and informed me that she had paid a lot to come to Alaska and she would fish anywhere she pleased, this is america, and that she saw no reason why I should get to have what appeared to be the only spot with a trout in it.. so I stepped back, pulled out my pepper spray and pointed it at the ground and pretty much emptied it into the rocks right in front of the slot... she shrieked... what the hell are you doing?! I told her that the can was old, and I just wanted to make sure it was good still good... and this is america... I can do that.. then I walked away... she yelled after me that she was gonna call the constable.... he never came- would you have just surrendered the hole?