Cradling it, as it takes its final heart beats.
I thank my lord and savor for this great fish.
Heading back in early a.m. still dark.i can hear the surf up ahead. I was prepared to flip had everything leashed down. As a rookie kayak coming in the day light was tuff enough let alone in the dark. So I get close to the danger zone and just Bonsia it....ten thousand years of long life
and sure enough couldn't holder straight or think fast enough or even see which side to paddle on.
Over turn I go thankfully I'm only in 3 ft of water. No big
deal I grab my kayak fish on leach and everything else.
Mission accomplished.
I'm the only one on a dark empty beach. I get my kayak dollie that was locked to a wood pole barrier and load up.for the long walk to my truck. Anybody that fishes LJ knows you can get a closer parking early morning than at the end of the day for night 🌙 fishing, excluding the parking lot. Pulling my kayak with squeaky wheels trying to be as quiet as possible last think I want to do is wake a local up. I'm hearing a patsy cline song in my head finally I reach my truck and have to load kayak up on my rack im tried first attempt no Bueno it comes ?rashing down bouncing off the concert street and BTW a concert st is a concrete st with alot of alleys that echo 🎶 👂 i listen to see if i woke anybody up from disturbing neighbors. Good nobody yelled at me I parked in.
Still dark by the time I got home and weigh my fish as the sun 🌞 was coming up 47lbs. But looked bigger I think my scale was off.