Due to popular demand I am forced to put up a post detailing the slaughter of 11 of our piscean friends. We went 11 for 17. In Wisco, you get five per person but the captain of our boat usually doesn't include his five. Technically you can do it, but the DNR doesn't like it so he doesn't. But when we were packing away the tackle after #10, we hooked on to #11. Here is the mountain of filets we ended up with, they are all at the smokehouse right now.
Some dead soldiers saying hi from the cooler.
Big Al with a big fat coho.
Yours truly with a king on the left and a steelhead on the right. These two were fatties as well.
My dad and I agree that this was one of our most successful trips out of Kenosha in a long time, maybe ever. The fish were all healthy and huge, and we limited out. Can't complain too much about that.
Some dead soldiers saying hi from the cooler.
Big Al with a big fat coho.
Yours truly with a king on the left and a steelhead on the right. These two were fatties as well.
My dad and I agree that this was one of our most successful trips out of Kenosha in a long time, maybe ever. The fish were all healthy and huge, and we limited out. Can't complain too much about that.
7 comments:
Damn nice catch! I would guess those went about seven pounds or better.
For sure. Oddly we never have a scare with us, we need to buy one for the good captain.
Scale...not scare...
Looks great! Also I notice you are wearing your special fishing camo. No wonder you caught so many.
You know more than anyone that you can never be prepared enough when hunting, Jonathan.
Dude, that had to be a hell of a day... wish I was there with you!
Beautiful! I especially appreciate the redness of the meat. Nice fish! Enjoy.
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