The Misses (almost) caught her largest fish to date; a smallie in the harbor that the knot to the hook snapped on just as I was reaching to bring him in. Don't know what jackass tied that knot..............
This trip was especially sweet as I got to fish with my Grandfather, which I haven't done in longer than I can remember.
Enough blather; here's a quick recap.
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| Me and my fish spine shots.... |
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| In the winter this is teeming with salmon. Now, some smallies. (Second rod-notice the UPC still attached. Ha!) |
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| Fat Nancy. |
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| Harbor smallie - Schwing! |
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| The Harbor. |
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| Salmon River, near where it empties into Lake Ontario. |
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| The only Sheepshead of the trip- landed by Pop Pop. |
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| Mr. Stonelfy was checking out of the hotel the same time we did. |
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| View of the Lake from my Uncles. |
Hey Anthony, pretty cool place. I was in the Lake Erie area. I know there must be a good story behind the broken rod...let's hear it.
ReplyDeleteI wish there was. I needed a spinning rod so I went to Fat Nancy's and bought the second cheapest one, a Shakespeare Crusader. Because I'm not a total cheapskate or anything. Had it out at the reservoir and within 2 hours of buying it, it snapped about 3" below the reel seat. I blamed it on my Herculean casting strength.
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