Dinner or bait Part II
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posted by z | 5:33 PM
Blastin' and Castin' in the Texas Outdoors
We havea lot of good times, the road was a drug when we started way back, our wheels rolled on steady, now its forgetting the race to find an open space and leaving that city far behind We’ll be up in the morning before the sun, since anything beats working on the job and everyone knows the early worm gets the fish. The world is your oyster, let the high times carry the low, walk where the sun is shining, lay your burdens down and think to yourself that it sure feels good feeling good again.
- 5/27 - 5/28
- The way I remember it..
- Dinner or Bait?
- Beach party weekend
- Brian brought a keg and everyone seemed to have a ...
- Campsite at the beginning, we had a light pole, an...
- Call me Ahab...
- Sargent Recon
- Must Fish
- Bay City??
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I guess I dont have this thing quite figured out yet. Steve...HELP Anyway, a similar thing as happened to Wayne happened to me. However since I'm still waiting to hear (read) his story, I'll keep yall in suspense to hear (read) my harrowing tail. Waiting on Wayne...with baited breath...get it, bait...not funny ok
Don't wait for wayne. Tell us the story.
I did not see exactly what happened but I have used my impeccable skills of deduction to deduce what may have happened. I have come up with two plausible scenarios...
Option 1:
Somewhere about Port Isabel, a shark of some nature approx 4ft in length entered the lower Laguna Madre through the Six Spicks Cut. This shark then pushed north through the cut on the inside of party central (Padre Isle) past Baffin Bay on north beyond the legendary fish camps of Port A, Port O, and Rockport. After a few laps around Port Lavaca he turned fin in a northwest direction up the mouth of the Guadalupe River. Passing the towns of Victoria, Cuero, the fertile dove fields to the southeast of Shiner. This critter was apparently driven, more so than I anyway, I'd have taken the tour and gotten britches slickin drunk in the parkin lot. But with determination, he pushed on passing Goliad and Luling. Beyond San Marcos and Kyle he cut to the southwest into the Blanco. Swimming feverishly with blood thirsty plans in mind he made his way into the antique and blue glass blowing town of Wimberly. To the east this marauder of bedlam and mayhem proceeded onto the cool, clear waters of the shallow Lone Man Creek. This is where the species became obvious to me. The shallow and clear have nothing to do with is, as previously stated, I never saw the beast, No, it was his habits. As you know the Isurus paucus (or short fin macko to the laymen) is well renowned for its ability to leave the water in a spectacular array of heighty leaps. As you may know during the days of LBJ many of the streams and creeks of the hill country and central Texas were dammed and impounded in various manners and localities. Therefore, it stands to reason this fish must have been a macko, I surmise short fin as they are more common to the lower Gulf than the long fin variety. So after jumping some thirty-six-odd dams, this brute became hungry. The only thing capable of satisfying the blood lust of this ravagenous fiend would be the last three inches of my smallest keeper basses tail. While I was not in the immediate vicinity to witness the carnage, I’m certain it was horrific. I returned, apparently shortly after the massive blood cloud cleared from the water. The brute had vacated the vicinity apparently satisfied with havoc he had wreaked. The remainder of the fish on the stringer must have been mortified by this traumatic experience as after that I never saw them blink. I believe, with his single goal accomplished the shark headed back to the sanctity of the salt. Apparently uricacid regulation was of more importance than further thwarting my fishing adventure (honeymoon).
Option 2:
A turtle ate it.
Oh yeah, definitely shark damage! Time to soak a prairie dog!
what type of super bass are in that stream that the bones in the tail withstood a bite from a mako?
possibly the result of high calcium concentration in the water. Durring the honeymoon, I noticed one of my bones took conciderable abuse but never broke, and I was only in the water for a few hours.
Noticed the excessively large picture is gone but no incriminating hoof prints as to who done it. I figure everyone must be out making new adventures.
I remove the obscenely large photo,
I did in fact make a new adventure last night, I am currently stategerizing how it should be written
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