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Tournaments => FLW Fishing => Topic started by: joshimoto son on November 16, 2007, 03:51:11 PM

Title: Joshimoto son: An Excerpt from my Story in Alabama
Post by: joshimoto son on November 16, 2007, 03:51:11 PM
If the people here at work would leave me alone i could have probably gotten the first part of my story done today. Sheeesh!
Here's a short blurb out of my story. Let me know what you think.

It only took about ten minutes to get to the island and the anticipation was killing us, the shore line looked perfect as we trolled up to within casting distance of our first target. By looking at the graph it appeared that the water kept getting shallower and shallower our thoughts were that by the time we would reach our destination there wouldn’t be any water to fish in. Then as we got up to within pitching distance the water depth went from three foot to 11 foot right off of shore.

As it turns out there was a small feeder creek that came out from the top of the island and hugged the shoreline running easily over a mile long until it merged with the main river. This place looked amazing! Duane picked up his flipping gear and I grabbed a shaky head. Duane and I have always tried to work as a team when it came to practice making sure that one of us was always trying to do something different than the other. The wood looked great, but I noticed that we were marking some fish on the deep side of the break created from the creek. It only took ten minutes before we caught our first fish. I was just dragging the shaky head on the break and caught a 10 inch largemouth.

I don’t know about anyone else, but when you travel 952 miles to a body of water you’ve never been to before and catch a fish in the species you’re looking for in the first ten minutes, I get really excited. I continued with the back of the boat dragging technique and about five minutes later I get another thump on my shaky head. It didn’t feel any harder than that little 10 incher, but when I set the hook that fish just started pulling out drag. I was using eight pound P-Line Flouroclear and had my drag set a little tighter than I would with most eight pound line. All I was thinking as I was fighting the fish is that we found “the deal” in the first 20 minutes of practice!

I had never seen a red fish before and I got my first look at one once I finally got it to the boat. It was probably a three pound red and it fought like mad. We took a picture and released the salt water fish back into the river. That’s funny, I just caught a large mouth and then picked up a red fish. I felt like I had just seen a color I’ve never seen before in my life. We fished for a little while longer and the thoughts of those big creeks and Cyprus trees were killing Duane, so we picked up and headed to our first creek that incidentally was located inside of the island.

joshimoto son ;D
Title: Re: Joshimoto son: An Excerpt from my Story in Alabama
Post by: Cheetam on November 16, 2007, 09:05:55 PM
Dude...seriously, how could you just stop the story right there?!  Good stuff so far Josh, can't wait to hear the rest of it.
Title: Re: Joshimoto son: An Excerpt from my Story in Alabama
Post by: djkimmel on November 17, 2007, 01:36:11 PM
Put another quarter into the forum so you post another 100 words!!! ;D