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Monday, June 21, 2010
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.