Signs of life...

[MalibuJohnny]

You gotta love this one though!

"suppose my recent heartbreaks will serve as great therapy, since that sight of watching my prize shake the hook at gaff years ago is starting to fade. I have the fresh taste of tears to savor from a couple White Seabass that could have been twenty pounds over my personal best. I wish I never saw them, but I did. Consequently having to go get a glass of water at three in the morning, waking up with sweat on my brow, with that damn visual of a straightened out hook. The current WCW number one (Jasmin), was on hand to help as I took off my waders and swam down without a mask trying to retrieve one of these fish. Even though I have a great breathhold, topping out around three minutes. Swimming down in your underwear without a mask in five feet of visability didn't help my cause. After a few attempts I was able to pop a number of stringers and follow my spectra down to my fish. Only to feel her last shakes of freedom and see a silver flash five feet in front of me, only to swim back up with my hook in hand. I wouldn't have done this for any White Seabass over fifty, but this fish was more than worthy. The good news is if she's not in the arms of an expert diver now, she's still out there."

Where did the rest of this go?


Nothing personal Josh,

I just find myself reading your posts asking myself why I don’t imagine fishing the way you do. Kudos’s for your assisting others in the search for the (trying to be nice here) elusive “trophy” or “ghost” as so many will attest too. But that’s the way I feel… I will try to be more open minded when reading your postings, and I may have a drink or two to get in the mood J (just kidding) when reading the next “Tall Tale” (just kidding again)

So keep it up! and I will not say anything nasty again ;})

Malibu Johnny!